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Saturday, May 19, 2012

A good volunteer is rarer to find today than a two dollar bill.

People describe the eighties as the "Me Decade", but 30 years ago in the midst of all that so-called self-centeredness volunteerism was still widespread especially compared to today's sad trend. I've heard the excuses several times. "We are too busy" or "we just can't make it" or even worse "we will be there" and then never appearing on the scene.

Credibility seems to be as important to most people today as the mythical spare tire in the trunk. By the way, that is another rare sighting in today's world.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Being a mother is the most important and most rewarding job I have ever known.

It's surprising, however, to do well in this noble profession, it seems you must be a good liar.

I admit, my kids got in a lot of trouble when they lied. It just never occurred to me (while they were growing up) that I was the one whose pants were often on fire.

My youngest daughter recently shared this memory with me.

Saturday, May 5, 2012

I was blessed with good health all my life until a medical emergency put me in the hospital for over a week, recently. It's the first time in my 61 years I had ever lain in a hospital bed.

Fortunately, I got terrific medical treatment and am doing very well, thank you.

I have a few thoughts from my stay that I'd like to share:

When you go to a doctor, they tell you to go home and get your rest. When you go to a hospital, a place where doctors hang out, you get very little rest.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

It's early morning, and I'm standing at the window at the end of the upper hallway, coffee mug in hand, watching a flock of wild turkeys strut and peck their way across an open field.

It's late April, and the field is covered with a few inches of green. I figure the local farmers who work this field will let it continue to grow, cutting and baling the hay in late summer. Some years, they plant corn in the field.

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Catching up recently with two of my nephews I hadn't seen in many years has been heartwarming. It took losing my brother last year to finally make that happen.

As in many families in the 1960s and 1970s, when there was a divorce in the family, the father often left his "old" children slip through their fingers. I know that is what happened with my brother, not once but twice.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

By MARY TOBIA

tneditor@tnonline.com

Tonight at 11:40 p.m. will mark the 100-year anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic. The ship struck an iceberg and in the early morning on April 15, 1912, the luxury liner sank to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean. Only 705 lives, mostly women and children, survived the worst maritime accident in history to date.

To honor this occasion, here is a small multiple choice quiz.

So put on your life jacket, jump into a life boat and grab an oar. Here we go!

The Titanic was:

A. Named RMS (Royal Mail Steamer) Titanic.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

By DEN MCLAUGHLIN

dmclaughlintnonline.com

Some Saturday humor.

A man hands the teller at his bank a withdrawal slip for $400. He says, "May I have large bills, please". The teller looks at him and says, "I'm sorry sir, all the bills are the same size."

Saturday, March 31, 2012

According to the U.S. Census, there were 308.7 million people living in the United States in 2010.

Wouldn't it be great if every one of those people both donated their time and money to your church or non-profit organization?

Of course it would. But get real. That isn't going to happen anytime soon.

All churches and non-profit organizations are being affected in one way or another by both economic climate and government cutbacks. In addition, many other factors affect community involvement, such as employment, inflation and rises in both fuel and utility costs.

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Sacrifice. As a child, I hated that concept.

If I wanted something, my parents would encourage me to sacrifice and save for it, or encourage me to understand why I couldn't have it, even though everyone else had it.

If I needed something, they would sacrifice so I could have the ugly but expensive, supportive saddle shoes I hated but needed to wear, and not the pretty Mary Janes the other girls were wearing.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Lauren looked like she was having so much fun going through the boxes of old photos, recently. Like most any husband, it makes me happy when I see my wife smile.

She was looking at pictures of her late parents, pictures of herself and her siblings when they were young, other family photos, vacation pictures. There were literally hundreds of pictures she was going through.

Every now and then we get out some of the boxes of pictures that are stored here and there. It's neat to relive those happy memories.

I have a serious concern, though.