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My grandmother had an old milk cow she called Ole Heart. Ole Heart helped my grandmother make ends meet. She would sell excess milk and butter to various folks around town that preferred their milk straight from the cow rather than the supermarket. She would get a calf from Ole Heart once a year that she raised for beef and put in her freezer. She and the cow had been together many years.
During the day Ole Heart roamed Continue reading “A Bit of Wisdom from Ole Heart”
Karol was a tall, somewhat overweight Jewish woman with a pouty lower lip. She had been attractive in her younger days, but age had definitely come to visit.
She was married, but as far as day to day living she was essentially single. Her lifelong spouse had Alzheimer’s disease and he had been in a nursing home for many years. He did not know Karol, or anyone else for that matter. Nevertheless, Karol would visit him regularly, almost daily. It was a large part of her social life. Not her husband per se, Continue reading “Smack Down at Our Lady of Salvation Bingo Emporium”
The goal is is run ads advertising a job to comply with the law, but not hire Americans. They want to bring in the cheaper green card labor from overseas.
This is why this country is going to down the drain. These high power corporate types have no loyalty to this cournty.
They may be complying with the letter of the law, but this seems at the very minmum very unethical.
Again I do know how these folks sleep at night, or look themselves in the mirror.
I first noticed the father, a vaguely unkempt looking man picking out a bowling ball. It was hard to tell his age, but I am guessing around mine, pushing 60. His hair was all white, and he was bald on top. A comb or brush would not have hurt his look. He was dressed in a pair of black Rustler jeans and a black t-shirt that was a tad too short for him.
I then noticed his wife. She appeared to be at least 20 years his junior. She was obese enough that her belly had more than formed an apron. Initially I thought she was Hispanic. I shortly heard her say something, and it was classic Tennessee country. Neither she nor her husband were ugly, but then again they were not particularly handsome.
Then the passel of kids came into focus. There were a total of four. The oldest, a boy, who never took down his sweatshirt hood, looked to be 12 or 13. Continue reading “Sunday Morning Snobbery”
As told to the 22 year old me…
An old farmer had a mule. The mule worked hard 3 seasons of the year, but in the winter time the mule just lazed around the barn. Kicker was he still had to be feed and taken care of.
The farmer devised a plan whereby he would train the mule not eat.
Just about the time he got the mule trained it died.
Don told me that story, and I just looked at him waiting for the punch line. He was laughing like it was too funny for words.
I have thought of that story over the years. There is a lot of wisdom in it.
A cat was napping on the railroad tracks. A train came along and chopped off his tail. He turned around to see what had happened to his tail. While he was inspecting the damage another train came along from the other direction. It chopped off his head.
Know what the moral of this story is?
Don’t lose your head over a piece of tail.
I have no idea why he told that story to the 17 year old me!
From the jacket cover of the book The Fifth Agreement: A Practical Guide to Self-Mastery by Ruiz & Ruiz available @ Amazon.com
BE IMPECCABLE WITH YOUR WORDS
Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.
DON’T TAKE ANYTHING PERSONAL
Nothing others do is because of you. Continue reading “The Five Agreements”
It is not that I am such a staunch Democrat. I have a lot to not like about that party. And like most politicians when they get elected their brains turn into mush.
I used to be a government regulator. My old boss told me one day that when you have them by the balls their heart and minds will follow. Unfortunately, corporations and specials interests have our politicians by their financial testicles. I think it is bad with both parties, but I think it is horrendous with the Republicans.
The other issue with the Republicans Continue reading “Another Reason I Vote Democratic”
My Uncle Dutch is not a tall man, and he has what we affectionately call a Buddha belly. I know that he was skinny once upon a time. I have seen pictures of him when he was young and in the Navy, but that is not the Harry Dodd I know. He is elderly now, with white hair, and it is hard for me to not think of him in a suit and tie. The first thing that you will probably notice about my Uncle is his smile. While he doesn’t smile all the time, it is certainly there more than it isn’t. And it is the type of smile that just lights up his whole face.
He is married to my mother’s sister. Now that I am older, I recognize her as kind, gentle, woman. Continue reading “The Unintended Lesson”
