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Vol 11 • No 1 • JANUARY 2017
Life Is a Great Big Canvas, and You
ShoUld Throw ALL thE Paint You Can On It!
SOME
Notes
ME CLASSY Notes
SO
REGIMEN
from CLASSY U-E '52 Classmates & others...
I think that as the years have gone by we have settled in to
a daily regimen/routine or as I call it a RUT. I know I have.
I get up about the same time every day and shoot into the
bathroom. After I complete all my morning tasks in there it's
out to the kitchen to fix the morning coffee and try to decide
what to have for breakfast. I gave up on eating Wheaties as I
have seen what years of eating tem can lead to, Look at
Bruce Jenner, I don't want to go there.
Then it's out front to pick up the morning paper and all the
way back in I'm mumbling ," boy is it ever cold out there".
The first thing I do with the paper is to toss out the 101 ads
they've put in there. Then I go to the OBITUARIES. I check
to see if my name is there because if it is I'm all set for the
rest of the day. Speaking of the obits I noticed a number of
things, 1st a long time ago that people seem to die (oops
sorry can't use that word, not PC) pass on in alphabetical
order, the As come first and the Zs last. 2nd that on occasion
the same person goes twice as there are 2 obits. and finally at
least in my paper the obits are listed in the Sports Section. I
never knew that passing on was a sport. However it may be
that the two numbers after the name is some sort of a score. I
just don't know.
Then I go to the comics and the crosswords. Don't usually
read the news as I've already seen it a number of times on TV
the day before.
Then its off to my regular weekly routine, this on Mondays
and that on Tuesdays and so on and so forth. Nothing ever
changes very much except the weather. I guess that comes
with getting older (oops again a no no, not PC)more senior.
When will this PC crab ever end or go away.
Here it is almost 3:00PM and it is already +31 out
there and a little breezy but the sun is shining. Will call
it a day as I've bored you all enough for one day.
Bob Henning [email protected]
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NO ONE BELIEVES
WE SENIORS ANYMORE!
An elderly couple was happily celebrating their sixtieth
anniversary. The couple had married as childhood sweethearts and had moved back to their old neighbourhood after
they retired. Holding hands, they walked back to their old
school UEHS. It was not locked, so they entered, and found the
old desk they'd shared, where Jerry had carved "I love
you, Judy".
On their way back home, a bag of money fell out of
an armored car, practically landing at their feet. Judy quickly
picked it up and, not sure what to do with it, they took it home.
There, she counted the money - fifty thousand dollars!
Jerry said, We've got to give it back.
Judy said, "Finders Keepers". She put the money back
in the bag and hid it in their attic.
The next day, two police officers were canvassing the
neighbourhood looking for the money, and knocked on their
door. Pardon me, did either of you find a bag that fell out of an
armored car yesterday?
Judy said, No.
Jerry said, She's lying. She hid it up in the attic.
Judy said, Don't believe him, hes getting senile.
The agents turned to Jerry & began to question him.
One said: Tell us the story from the beginning.
Jerry said, Well, when Judy and I were walking home
from school yesterday .......
The first police officer turned to his partner
and said, we're outta here!
Mrs. & Mr. Class of '52 Anonymous
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A GOOD LAUGH for YOUR DAY
You absolutely have to watch this, and probably share it with
friends. You are guaranteed much laughter. It even makes me
feel younger! This was a guest speaker at an actual
Conference on Aging in California. Link on to:
https://www.youtube.com/embed/LR2qZ0A8vic?rel=0
Bob,
This is great...shall share in the Newsletter and I am sure
ALL can relate. We all do about the same with the exception
of a few personal likes & dislikes in our programmed lifestyle.
(always depending on our weather)
Maybe we might get some other views from we oldies?
Thanks.
Mel
Self-Appointed Dedicated Editor
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Another interesting site to click on about the Triple Cities:
http://nyslandmarks.com/
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This is a postcard, one of many, from a collection from someone who asked me to take care of them.
Anonymous Classmate '52
from CLASSY U-E '52 Classmates & others...
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From a PROUD classmate's husband...
she is in all ways a
classy winner!
Teresa (Beirne) Reidy's
golf trophy Elmira
Country Club 1974.
Mel can you see the
date on that trophy? I had
no idea Dick sent that to
you. I did enjoy the
game but have none of
the accoutrements that I
had in those years. After
we bought our big house
on the lake I didn't do
much golfing but turned
to tennis and water skiing. Best to you on 2017.
[email protected]
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Photos from the Past to Remember
Endicott Johnson workers marching down the Avenue.
Editor's note:
Many other old
Endicott postcards
also were used in
previous Newsletters
sent in from other
readers.
The 1948 flood shows just how much water
can fit in the En-joie swimming pool.
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TIME DOES MARCH ON
WE ARE THE LAST ONES!
means to get an education, and spurred colleges to grow. VA loans
to veterans fanned a housing boom. Pent up demand from the war,
coupled with new installment payment plans, put factories to
work. New highways would bring jobs and mobility. The veterans
joined civic clubs and became active in politics.
In the late 40s and early 50's the country seemed to lie in
the embrace of brisk but quiet order, as it gave birth to its new
middle class (which became known as Baby Boomers). The radio
network expanded from 3 stations to thousands of stations. The
telephone started to become a common method of communications, and "Faxes" sent hard copies around theworld. Our parents
were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the
war, and they threw themselves into exploring opportunities they
had never imagined.
We weren't neglected but we weren't today's all-consuming family focus. Our parents were glad we played by ourselves
"until the street lights came on." They were busy discovering the
post war world.
Most of us had no life plan, but with the unexpected
virtue of ignorance and an economic rising tide, we simply
stepped into the world and started to find out what it was about.
We entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a
world where we were welcomed. Based on our naive belief that
there was more where this came from, we shaped life as we went.
We enjoyed a luxury: we felt secure in our future.
Of course, just as today, not all Americans shared in this
experience. Depression poverty was deep rooted, and discrimination was alive. Polio was still a crippler. The Korean War was a
dark presage in the early 50s, and by mid-decade school children
were ducking under desks to learn how to "escape" atomic
bombs. Russia built the Iron Curtain and China became Red
China. President Eisenhower sent the first "advisors" to Vietnam;
and years later President Johnson invented a war there. Castro set
up camp in Cuba, and Khrushchev came to power in Russia.
We are the last generation to experience an interlude
when there were no existential threats to our homeland. We came
of age in the 40s and 50s. The World War was over, and the cold
war, terrorism, the assassinations of John Kennedy and Martin
Luther King, civil rights, technological upheaval, global warming, and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life with
insistent unease.
Only our generation can remember both a time of apocalyptic war and a time when our world was secure and full of
bright promise and plenty. We have lived through both.
We grew up at a time when the world was getting better,
not worse. The last of us were born in 1942, more than 99% of us
are now either retired or dead; and all of us believed we grew up
in the best of times!
We are the Silent Generation - "the last ones."
Author unknown
Thought this might be an interesting article for the Newsletter
since we all lived through the period. Molly and I are spending
the winter in Fla. with our sons. God's been good to us allowing
us to get out of winter these these past 20 years. Hope
everything is good with you and your family.
Frank Korosec
[email protected]
Children of "The Greatest Generation" A Short Memoir
Born in the 1930s and early 40s, we exist as a very special age
cohort. We are the Silent Generation. We are the smallest number of children born since the early 1900s. We are the "last ones."
We are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who
can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war
which rattled the structure of our daily lives for years. We are the
last to remember ration books for everything from gas to sugar to
shoes to stoves. We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans. We
hand mixed the white stuff with the yellow stuff to make fake butter. We saw cars up on blocks because tires weren't available. We
can remember milk being delivered to our house early in the
morning and placed in the milk box on the porch. (A friend's
mother delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.)
We are the last to hear Roosevelt's radio assurances and
to see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors.
We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.
We saw the 'boys' home from the war build their Cape Cod style
houses, pouring the cellar, tar papering it over and living there
until they could afford the time and money to build it out.
We are the last generation who spent childhood without
television; instead we imagined what we heard on the radio. As
we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood "playing
outside until the street lights came on." We did play outside and
we did play on our own. There was no little league. There was no
city playground for kids.
The lack of television in our early years meant, for most
of us, that we had little real understanding of what the world was
like, but stamp collecting helped us know more about the World.
Our Saturday afternoons, if at the movies, gave us newsreels of
the war and the holocaust sandwiched in between westerns and
cartoons.
Telephones were one to a house, often a shared "party
line" with our neighbors and hung on the wall. Computers were
called calculators and were hand cranked; typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage, and changing the
ink. Internet and GOOGLE were words that didn't exist.
Newspapers and magazines were written for adults. We are the
last group who had to find things out for ourselves.
As we grew up, the country was exploding with growth.
The G.I. Bill gave returning veterans from World War II the
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SSOMETHING
Proud To Be Your Friend
CONGRATULATIONS
HAPPY DAY & YEARS AHEAD!!
"Kindness is the language the blind can see and the deaf can
hear." Mark Twain
I've Learned...That we should be glad God doesn't give us
everything we ask for.
I've Learned....That money doesn't buy class.
I've Learned...That it's those small daily happenings that make
life so spectacular.
I've Learned... That under everyone's hard shell is someone
who wants to be appreciated and loved.
I've Learned...That the Lord didn't do it all in one day.
What makes me think I can?
I've Learned...That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.
I've Learned...That the less time I have to work, the more
things I get done.
HAPPY "FRIENDSHIP WEEK" TO YOU!!!!!!
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Dottie (Brunick) Gibbons 9th
Slightly Older in Other Places!!
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Subject: Senior Computer Skills Exposed
Tech support: What kind of computer do you have?
Customer:
A white one...
Tech support: Click on the 'my computer' icon on to the left
of the screen.
Customer:
Your left or my left?
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Customer:
Hi, good afternoon, this is Martha, I can't
print. Every time I try, it says ‘can't find printer. I've even
lifted the printer and placed it in front of the monitor, but the
computer still says he can't find it..
REFLECTIONS
This is not the type of thing I would normally forward to you,
but some are pretty good! It's funny how these reflections have
become reality, must I am sure you've seen/heard before:
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Customer:
My keyboard is not working anymore.
Tech suport:
Are you sure it's plugged into the computer?
Customer:
No. I can't get behind the computer.
Tech support: Pick up your keyboard and walk 10 paces back.
Customer:
OK
Tech support: Did the keyboard come with you?
Customer:
Yes
Tech support: That means the keyboard is not plugged in.
l You know that tingly little feeling you get when you really
like someone? That's common sense leaving your body.
l I didn't make it to the gym today. That makes 5 years in a row.
l I decided to stop calling the bathroom the "John" and
renamed it the "Jim". I feel so much better saying I went to
the Jim this morning.
l Old age is coming at a really bad time. When I was a
child I thought "Nap Time" was a punishment. Now, as a
grownup, it feels like a small vacation.
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Customer
I can't get on the Internet.
Tech support: Are you sure you used the right password?
Customer:
Yes, I'm sure. I saw my colleague do it.
Tech support: Can you tell me what the password was?
Customer:
Five dots.
l The biggest lie I tell myself is..."I don't need to write that
down, I'll remember it."
l I don't have gray hair; I have "wisdom highlights." I'm just
very wise.
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Customer:
I have a huge problem. A friend has placed a
screen saver on my computer, but every time I move the
mouse, it disappears.
l Gone are the days when girls used to cook like their
mothers. Now they drink like their fathers.
l If God wanted me to touch my toes, He would've put them
on my knees.
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Tech support: How may I help you?
Customer:
I'm writing my first email.
Tech support: OK, and what seems to be the problem?
Customer:
Well, I have the letter 'a' in the address, but
how do I get the little circle around it?
l Last year I joined a support group for procrastinators.
We haven't met yet.
l Why do I have to press one for English when you're just
going to transfer me to someone I can't understand anyway?
l Of course I talk to myself; sometimes I need expert advice.
Chuck McManis '50 [email protected]
Bob Henning
[email protected]
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SINTERNET
THE NEW YEAR
OMG - I DIDN'T KNOW THIS:
n The straw was developed by Egyptian brewers to taste beer
In all my years, I still have so many unanswered questions
bringing in the new year!!
without removing the fermenting ingredients that floated
u I still haven't found out who let the dogs out or where the
on top of the container.
n The microwave was invented after a researcher walked by
beef is?
u I still don't know how to get to Sesame Street, and in this
a radar tube and a chocolate bar melted in his pocket.
n In Japan, Christmas Eve is a time to eat strawberry short
age of technology, why doesn't Dora just use Google Maps?
u Why do all flavors of fruit loops taste exactly the same, or
cake and KFC fried chicken. REALLY???
n People who fidget burn an exta 350 calories a day.
just how many licks does it take to get to the center of a toot-
n The average person has more than 1,460 dreams a year.
sie pop?
n Humans and bananas share about 60% of the same DNA
u Why are eggs and light bulbs packaged in a flimsy con-
structure.
tainers, but batteries are secured in plastic that's tough as
n Our Moon is the largest satellite in the solar system,
nails? Ever buy scissors? You need scissors to cut into the
relative to the size of the planet it orbits.
packaging of scissors!
n Of all the words in the English language, the word “set”
u I still don't understand why there is Braille on drive up
has the most definitions --over 400.
ATM's or why "abbreviated" is such a long word?
n Everyone has a unique smell. Identical twins smell so alike
u Why is there a "D" in "fridge" but not in"refrigerator"?
u Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor yet dish-
that most times, only trained dogs can tell the difference.
n Walt Disney World Resort encompasses 30,500 acres,
washing liquid is made with real lemons?
u Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
making it approximately the same size as San Francisco.
n In 1939, a five-year-old girl successfully gave birth to a
u Why do you have to "put your two cents in"...but it's only
six pound baby boy.
a "penny for your thoughts"...where's that extra penny going
to anyway?
n Heinz Ketchup leaving a bottle travels at 25 miles per hour.
Star have the same tune, and why did you just try to sing
n First author to earn $1 million: Jack London
n Croissants aren’t French - they were invented in Austria.
u Why does the Alphabet Song and Twinkle Twinkle Little
n Hershey’s Kiss got its name from the puckering sound
those two previous songs?
u And just what or who is Victoria's secret?
made by the manufacturing equipment as a chocolate was
u What would you do for a Klondike bar when you know as
dropped onto the conveyor belt.
n The creator of the board game Monopoly intended the
soon as you bite into it it's gonna fall apart?
u Does she or doesn't she what?
game to demonstrate that monopolies are bad for society.
n If every star in the Milky Way was a grain of salt, they
Ed Misulich
u Why do you care if I got milk?
[email protected]
would fill an Olympic sized swimming pool.
n Despite common belief, your heart does not stop when
you sneeze.
n Subway was started by 17 year old, Frank DeLuca, who
was only looking for a way to pay for medical school.
Now you ar so much smarter
thanks to Molly's OMG Facts column!
Molly (Magee) Stegeman '54
[email protected]
This latest Virus is known as the: C-Nile Virus.
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The
Old and New
Memories
from Endicott's
Mayor,UEHS
Class of '67...
Tiger's
Tale
T
he Yankee
Clipper...
Endicott Mayor
John Bertoni ‘67
[email protected]
Editor's Note:
The Newsletter receives so many
interesting/related emails from
this distinguished U-E graduate
prolific emailer that he certainly
deserves his own page.
McLean's, the Market had the big toys and alot of
them. I remember visiting with my Mom and seeing the present that would keep on giving at least
for a few months and something I did not have. It
was the famous Yankee Clipper sled in its upright position starring at me taller than I was. It was my first yearning for a motion
object that I could control and steer. I did not have a bike--we
lived on a hill and why test that hill at such a young age. And to
be honest none of my friends had a bike at an early age.
I remember again letting my Mom know that was what I
wanted whether it came from her, Dad or Santa Clause. We continued to walk around but never losing sight of that Yankee
Clipper.
Come Christmas Eve I never wanted to cheat and knew
it was probably in my parents room which was off limits to everyone let alone a nosey kid looking for a sled. I am sure she hid it
under the bed but I never found out where. Maybe even in our
rented apartment upstairs where a wonderful couple, Lou and
Tony Vlaskas, rented but I just hoped it would be under that tree.
Come early Christmas morning and I was always the
first one up. The lights were always on all night that night. I
opened the bedroom door and what did I see? That Yankee
Clipper standing upright, unwrapped, and ready for action once
daylight came. My brother Frank also got one so it was like the
two standing guard over the rest of the toys and packages. What a
gift!
Early the next day once the Christmas feast was over and
after waxing the runners to go quicker... I could not wait. I
remember sledding and controlling it like a race car driver going
down the hill and a quick turn into the creek, maneuvering down
the ice. All of a sudden the front frame hit a rock and stopped and
I went sliding forward sledding on my chin. I got up and had a
gash but it was so cold it was not bleeding. I ran home knowing it
was not something to fool with went into the house. With the
warmth it started gushing blood.
What came next was a sidebar to the story. As we went
to Ideal Hospital and I got seven stitches (which kept me off the
sled for maybe 7 days or more. But it would be the last time I
would visit Ideal Hospital for stitches or any stay. Going into the
back door of the hospital, up the stairs and getting checked in.
While Ideal was open for some years after, I never was in need to
visit again.
When I got home with the 7 stitches and a big gause on
my chin, I polished my sled, waxed the runners with anxiety to
challenge the run again once the stitches were out. I have a scar
on my chin still and when I shave I am reminded of that day the
Yankee Clipper took me for a memorable ride. I would not have
it any other way.
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well
as Christmas ends
and I love writing
about it since it is
the best time of
the Year. I have
written
several
times about the
experience
of
childhood, family,
and enjoying the
moments as a kid
more than any
other time in life.
Christmas is something for the most
part moments to
look forward to,
look back on and is
never the same
only in name.
This year
was no exception
to the celebration
of the 7 Fish on
Christmas
Eve,
prime rib, ravioli's
and lasagna
as
well as eggplant
and even turkey
this
year
on
Christmas
Day.
Along with the
many sweets, ricotta pie, the garnish dishes to add to the feast and give thanks for the
family togetherness and life itself remembering those who make
it all possible to enjoy. Let's put it this way, I snuck a birthday on
December 2, New Years Eve/Day and everything in between.
To get back and have the time of my life. To another
childhood Christmas, and certainly after the covered wagon story
which covered early childhood was maybe in the late 50's when
we took a walk to the Children's Super Market on the corner of
Jackson Avenue & Main Street down the road from Henry B
Endicott.
Now the Children's Super Market was the place where
toys were abound and while shopping on the Ave was mostly food
and adult clothing and shoes, some small toys in Burts and
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Som
The Days After Christmas
Since all the snow in Endicott has melted as of January 5 or
so and temperatures are in upper 40's, and after writing a
story about my Yankee Clipper, I had to reflect on similar
times when sled riding was out and the ice was mushy at Ty
Cobb Stadium.
Well what did we do then? We certainly did not have X box,
Sbox or any electronics games like they have today so I sat
back and compiled a list of things we did with either kids coming over to our house and me going over to theirs to spend a
day or evening.
BOARD GAMES...that was what we did. Games like
(depending on the age I was. The games lasted forever so we
had Them available until high school. I mean everybody had
Monopoly, the Parker Brothers game which we played until the
wee hours of the night waiting for a chance to be the owners of
Boardwalk and Park Place. It was like we were as rich as
Donald Trump. I still have two of the games in my basement
but I remember if we had a sleep over that was the end of the
night activity until bed regardless of what hour it was.
Others like LIFE, Chinese Checkers, Candyland, Parchisi,
Clue, Pokeno, Checkers, Scrabble, Cootie, Chess (not really on
this one, too hard for this young kid) Tiddley Winks. Along
with Concentration and others so popular in the 50's.
But the ones remembered most was one of those perennial
favorites that were always in the stocking "hanging with care"
along with an orange, a wafer candy in the box from Italy, some
lifesavers and other candy but the good old deck of cards.
A deck of cards were sometimes special like Old Maid, or
Crazy Eights. Solitaire was always a time passer and one you
could try to beat the deck any time. Even alone although playing against someone was a better challenge seeing who could
get the most cards out.
I have to admit one of my favorite card pastimes really did
not have a name but I will call it The Fedora Flick. We put my
Dad's dress up hat (The Fedora) turned it upside down and sitting about 6 feet away, try to flick as many of the 52 card deck
into the hat. What a competition it was. Hangers, slam
dunks flutter cards missing
the hat by 3 feet, but as competitive as can be. Even hurrying to clean up before my
Dad got home so he would
not get mad. But when he
caught us, he reminded us
they used their Army helmet
in the war dong the same thing. So he did not get mad...
we just had to be very careful with that hat.
We could flick these cards for hours and never get tired.
Every one of these games were so much fun and I know I will
not forget them and hope you can remember a few of them
yourself.
Sitting in our room, the kitchen table or the living room
floor...our playground on those days and nights when the snow
was gone but we did not have the desire to have fun in the
fifties. Little things like this with my old friends, some of who
are no longer with us...gosh, they were fun days.
4It's not whether you win or lose, But how you place the blame.
4We have enough "youth". How about a fountain of "smart"?
4A Fool and his money can throw one heck of a party.
4When blondes have more fun, do they know it?
4Learn from your parent's mistakes - use birth control
4Money isn't everything, but it sure keeps the kids in touch.
4If at first you don't succeed, Skydiving is not for you.
4We are born naked, wet and hungry. Then things get worse.
4Red meat is not bad for you. Fuzzy green meat is bad for you.
4Ninety-nine percent of all lawyers give the rest a bad name.
4Xerox and Wurlitzer will merge to produce reproductive
APHORISMS
4Alabama state motto: "At least we're not Mississippi."
4Artificial intelligence is no match for natural
organs.
stupidity.
Ed Misulich [email protected]
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Mayor John Bertoni '67 [email protected]
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S o m e WORDS
LIFE'S LESSONS
April and Buddy's Christmas
This is something we should all read at least once a week!
Make sure you read to the end!!
Christmas Day for Buddy
and April
Buddy just being a pup hadn’t
experienced Christmas yet, so
April was delighted to introduce
him to the joys of being a dog.
He found the Christmas tree as an
enjoyable thing to investigate.
Intrigued by the bright lights and
the colorful balls, he sat in wonder
just looking. He was probably
wondering what he could do with
all this stuff, but he was very good
this time and didn’t bother.
He couldn’t reach it anyway
because it was only a 4 foot tall
tree and it was up on a table to
boot. He realized he couldn’t
jump that high, besides April told
them there were other goodies to
mess with.
Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of the Plain Dealer,
Cleveland, Ohio
"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the lessons life
taught me. It is the most requested column I've ever written.
My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the
column once more:
s Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
s When in doubt, just take the next small step.
s Life is too short – enjoy it.
s Your job won't take care of you when you are sick.
Your friends and family will.
s Pay off your credit cards every month.
s You don't have to win every argument. Stay true to yourself.
s Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
s
s
s
s
s
April took one of his presents and
said, “Hey Bud, come on over here
and see what you got for a present.
I will help you open it since you
haven’t had this kind of experience. Come here, see what I am
doing.” April puts her paw on it
and gently starts ripping the paper
off. Bud runs over and starts
pulling on the ripped pieces of the
colorful wrapping paper.
He shook his head with the paper
in his mouth making his “bat” ears
flap back and forth with a happy
rhythm.
It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
It's OK to let your children see you cry.
s Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what
their journey is all about.
s If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
s Everything can change in the blink of an eye, but don't
worry, God never blinks.
s Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
s Get rid of anything that isn't useful. Clutter weighs you
down in many ways.
s Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
s It's never too late to be happy. But it’s all up to you and
no one else.
Meanwhile April finds a gift that
smells pretty good. This time she
isn’t so gentle but notes that something smells pretty darn good and
wants it opened as quick as she
can. “Oh My!” she says. “It’s a
box of cookies! Buddy!! Look
what we got. A box of cookies!”
Buddy jumps over there and the
both of them have a great time
pushing the box around on the
floor. The box didn’t last long as
the finally broke it open and found
their treats.
s When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't
take no for an answer.
s Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy
lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion.
Today is special.
(More to come in the
February Newsletter)
Bob Henning
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When all was done, they just sat
there side by side looking at us as
if to say, “OK Guys! What’s
next!”
Molly (Magee) Stegeman '54
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U-E
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KLINE'S
I AM THANKFUL...
FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING I HEAR
ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT
BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.
FOR THE HUSBAND WHO IS ON THE
SOFA BEING A COUCH POTATO,
BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME AND
NOT OUT AT THE BARS.
FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE
FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF
WALKING AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED
WITH TRANSPORTATION.
FOR THE TEENAGER WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES
BECAUSE IT MEANS HE/SHE IS AT
HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS.
FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.
hank
you
...for the
opportunity
to put together
this Newsletter.
FOR THE TAXES I PAY BECAUSE IT
MEANS I AM EMPLOYED.
FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN
CHURCH WHO SINGS OFF KEY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I CAN HEAR.
Always Be Sure To Consider
Your Perspective
FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A
PARTY BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE
BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.
FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES
TO WEAR.
FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE
TOO SNUG BECAUSE IT MEANS I
HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.
FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING
MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN
CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.
FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME
WORK BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT
IN THE SUNSHINE
FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,
AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME.
FOR THE ALARM GOING OFF IN THE
EARLY MORNING HOURS BECAUSE IT
MEANS I AM ALIVE.
Molly (Magee) Stegeman '54
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FOR THE WIFE WHO SAYS "IT'S HOT
DOGS TONIGHT", BECAUSE SHE IS
HOME WITH ME,AND NOT OUT WITH
SOMEONE ELSE.
Perspective has many definitions, one being the
ability to understand what is important and what
isn't, and another being the capacity to view
things in their true relationnships of relative
importance.
Consider this excellent example of how different
preople view the same subject in this ancient fable.
Four blind men were asked to examine an elelphant and to describe its appearance.
The first blind man felt the elephant's leg and
declared that the creature was like a tree.
The second blind man felt the elephant's enormous
side and said it's like a wall.
The third man felt the tail and was posirtive that
the elephannt felt like a rope.
The fourth felt the tusk and likened it to a spear.
Each man's notion of realty was limited be the
number and kind of attributes he had been able to
perceive. Four different perspectives, four different
conclusions. None of them had enough information
to arrive at a reasonable answer.
Take, for example, the golf ball! For years, golf
balls were smooth little orbs. But at some point, perhaps a golfer who couldn't afford to replacde his golf
balls when they got a littlel beat up, kept playing
with them long after his more skilled companions
would have discarded them.
These more skilled players might have noticed that
his drives always flew farther and more acccurately
than theirs. From their perspectives, that should not
have happened.
You wouldn't find a smooth golf ball in any pro
shop now. In fact, modern golf balls have as many as
450 dimples. The rough spots enhance th ball's accuracy and capacity for flight.
I encourage you to take advantage of the rough
spots you encounter, for they can indeed sharpen
your perspective as well as your performance.
The moral is...when you change the way you look
at things, the things you look at often change.
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Editor's Note: I am very fortunate to have access
to sources with thoughts like the above which I
edit slightly. I am happy to be able to reprint and
share here in my column.
The above article was from the national
syndicated writter Harvey Mackay.