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Telephones

January 31st, 2009 Comments off

I was stopped in the South Bay Galleria (back in the last century)  by a young woman in front of a marketing office: Would I, for $5.00, give my opinion about telephones? Opinionated me?  Fast money?  You betcha! What could they ask about a telephone anyway ?

The futuristic questions, which had me talking to myself, went something like this:

  1. “Would you be interested in having a telephone that did not have a cord attached?” No cord?  Are you kidding? “Sure, that sounds good.”
  2. “Would you be interested in a phone that was small enough to hold in your hand?” The whole phone? How crazy is that? “Yeah, sure.”
  3. “Would you like to have a phone that could be carried with you?” Now they are just being ridiculous. “Sure.  I’d like that.”
  4. “How about a phone on your watch?” Like Dick Tracy?  Here we go, now we’re in the Funnies. “Yeah,”  I said in a bored response,” that would be interesting.”
  5. “Would you be willing to pay extra for a service like we have described?” That will be the day!  “I don’t know, maybe.”

“That’s all.  Thank you for being part of our survey,” the fresh young face said.

“Was this for real or a joke? ” I asked, half expecting someone to jump out at me with a candid camera.

“Oh, its real okay. ”  she answered, handing me five dollars.

I walked out thinking, That was a bunch of crazy talk . . . but hey, it’ll buy me lunch!

Arkansas’ Ice Storm

January 30th, 2009 Comments off

I have been busy trying to occupy my mind with this blog and other interests, but nothing I do can take my thoughts very far away from  what my 96 year old Mother, and other family members are going through, 2,000 miles away.

 Arkansas got slammed with a terrible ice storm a few days ago and the impact will be felt for a long time.  My home town,  Pocahontas, is made up of rolling hills, farm lands, lakes, forests, and around 7,000 people. It is Delta Land, “gateway to the Ozarks.”  It holds claim as the only county in the United States to have five navigable rivers.  At the moment, however, its beauty betrays the damage that has been leveled against it.

Communication has been interrupted as telephone poles were snapped to a few feet high, resembling fence posts. Trees all over town have been split in two from the weight of the ice, sounding like individual gun shots as they snapped, with a crash to follow.  One report says that in the region, 3,000 telephone poles must be replaced.

Gasoline is in short supply and food lines are long. I am sure patience is being stretched to the limit as cold and exhausted people try to get  the basics to live on.

It is heartbreaking to hear of the damage and of the miserable conditions thrust upon the people there.I realize there are many places with natural devastation, but these folks are known and loved by me personally. Please pray for the residents and all who are coming to help restore their community.

Thanks, Mary

Flying Etiquette

January 28th, 2009 Comments off

Seatmates in Flight

by Mary Taylor

Sitting between two strangers,

We agree not to talk, from the start.

Yet spend some time talking

About the silence we wish to impart.

We three have books upon our laps

And compare them at a glance:

One business,

One suspense,

And one a flaming romance.

The engines rev and that’s our cue

That talking time is done.

So as per our agreement,

Our silent reading time has begun.


Flying

January 27th, 2009 Comments off

Choosing the Correct Seat While Flying

by Mary Taylor

The middle seat in flying

Is one I do not choose.

But ticketing late gives me no choice,

Thus window and aisle I lose.

The window is fine for napping against

And of course for the view,

But I prefer the aisle seat

So I can easily get up and move.

Of course the aisle seat is a hazard

If overhead bags start to fall.

Hmmmm, now that I think about it

I’d rather not fly at all!

MWT

Guest Writer: Lori Hershey

January 26th, 2009 Comments off

My Friends are My Foundation

 
My friends are my foundation; they keep me on the ground.

They help me see things right when my world turns upside down.

They make me laugh so hard I cry or until I have to pee.

And when sadness falls, they’re always there to cry real tears with me.

My friends uplift my soul when life has dragged me down.

My heart feels lighter, my spirit brighter whenever they’re around.

No burden is too heavy to bear, no joy to light to share.

I never have to ask it, I always know they care.

They know me well enough to say “you’re not wearing that!”

And yet well enough to also say, “noooo, you’re not getting fat!”

We may not talk for days or weeks or even months at a time,

But when we do, there’s no time lost, it’s like we’re always on the line.

We three have been friends so long; we hardly remember one without the other.

We’ve watched our lives each as they’ve changed — girlfriend, wife, mother.

But throughout it all, we’ve been there, through all the ins and outs.

My friends are more my sisters, and that’s what life is all about.

So here’s to friendship, long and rich, forever may it be.

That the trio will always be you and you and me.


Written by Lori Hershey

October 15, 2006

(for Linda and Shirl)


Men At Work

January 26th, 2009 Comments off

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I enjoy watching men at work.  I do.  They  move with such confidence, doing all those manly things.  Many of their jobs  are physical, and often dangerous.

One such job came into my view a few months ago when my next door neighbor, John, was having his backyard palm trees pruned.

I watched from my kitchen door.  Two young men, wearing bright orange shirts and hats, secured ladders against the swaying palms, then shimmied up the tall, thin trees . When they pulled vicious looking saws up into their hands,with ropes and pulleys, I cringed.

With artful skill they started waving those heavy saws around with one hand, chopping, cutting and tossing dead fronds, bending this way and that, stretching as far as they could in every direction. As they held on to the tree with the other hand,  I gasped.

The more I watched the more they gained my admiration.  They were an act of grace and agility, in a most precarious situation.

I wish I had taped it, added music  and shown you their  choreography high above John’s swimming pool. You would have been impressed too.

Ah, men at work, lovely!

Emerson Quote

January 25th, 2009 Comments off

 

“It is one of the most beautiful compensations in life,

                      that no man can sincerely try to help another without helping himself.”    

                                           Ralph Waldo Emerson   (Ralph E.)

Peace in Silence

January 23rd, 2009 Comments off

Go placidly amid the noise and haste & remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. …With all its sham, drudgery & broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. — Desiderata


With a tip of the hat to Sally, for this great quote.  How about your favorite?

Book Club

January 23rd, 2009 3 comments

Now that I have time for recreational reading, I really enjoy it.  Oprah has her book club, so why can’t I?  At this point all our club will do is share what we are reading.  No obligation, just a statement of what is being read.  If you want to review it, even better!

I get most of my books from the Goodwill store:   hardbacks $1.99 and softbacks 99 cents.

It is fun for me to add to the collection of favorite authors for such a low price and it helps out the charity . If they are not books I want to keep forever, I donate them back to the store. 

Why not tell me the books you are reading or plan to read?  Just leave the names in the comment box and initial it if you want or keep it anonymous,  no problem.  I’ll start by telling the one I am reading now. Hope you will do the same

Rainy Day in L.A.

January 23rd, 2009 Comments off

It is raining today in Los Angeles.  That may not be a big deal most places, but it is here.

Our freeways double from the usual 100 accidents a day to 200.

My usually dry family room hosts a drip, drip, drip,  And I know that the tar I put on the roof didn’t do the trick this time.

It is gloomy and sad, inside and out,  a reflection of my own feelings.  Bad news has been delivered to people I love and from two thousand miles away I share their sorrow.

Go ahead and rain.  Wash us clean.  Let the tears fall so that we can face tomorrow.

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