Friday, April 29, 2011

DAD'S FRIDAY ENTRY TWO THOUSAND NINETY

Good Morning,




Things are looking much better this Friday morning, we cleaned up some of the hail storm mess, more Tomato plants will be here soon, and we are going to produce some Tomatoes, Roses and Smiles in spite of the problems that we have had.



Our # 2 Camera is still not in service, there is some trouble in the cable that serves it, the hail storm beat very hard on the side of the bulding where the cable comes in from the street. Verizon the cable company that serves us will be helping to get it going today, I hope.



Click Here to see a wonderful hummingbird video.




Someone sent the this story belowI don't know who wrote it but I want whoever did to get credit for it.



"The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being..
She said, 'Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?'
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, 'Of course you may!' and she gave me a giant squeeze..
'Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked.
She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids...'
'No seriously,' I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!' she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and experience with me..
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium.. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.'
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, ' We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody! Can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.
The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.'
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those months ago.
One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL


. We make a Living by what we get. We make a Life by what we give..


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God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.


If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it. "

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This is going to be all for this day, I have a little more work to do outside on Cam # 2 and a few more things, I hope to be back tomorrow with our regulsr Journal, As I said above every thing is improving and we hope to have those plants in the ground soon.



I hope to see you in the Morning.



BYE BYE DAD














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3 comments:

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

Glad to see you are ok there. The storms were just devastating for many.

Anonymous said...

Good Morning DAD...
It is a sunny morning and the trees are glistening after the rain and the flowering bushes are opening their gifts and I am smiling because you are safe and continue to be an inspiration to all of us. I love today's blog. It reminded me of a Swedish Proverb:
Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours.
Thanks for being such a wonderful teacher.
...Sara's Mom

jmuhj said...

Dear Dad, Ms. Mary, and sweet, sunny Prince:

Amazing hummingbird video! You know, Dad, there is a little female h-bird who drinks nectar from the geraniums here; she comes very close to me and has even turned in midair to stare at me. She's not at all apprehensive of me; neither is one of the squirrels here, who was extremely interested in me after I "talked" to him one day ;)

Beautiful story, full of wisdom. Sara's Mom's Swedish Proverb is wonderful, too.

Just checked over at WVEC -- the eaglets are doing well in their new abode, and the dad is looking good and apparently is not calling for his family. Hope he will continue to thrive.

Hope your claim is processed quickly and your repairs are all done timely. Also hope your new plants will grow strong and produce the best crop yet. How about roses -- what kinds are you going to get?

Wishing you all safety, safe journeys, a good weekend, and love and purrs from Jamaka and fams<3