I learned that I like my teacher because she cries when we sing "Silent Night".
Age 5
I learned that our dog doesn't want to eat my broccoli either.
Age 7
I learned that when I wave to people in the country, they stop what they are doing and wave back.
Age 9
I learned that just when I get my room the way I like it, Mom makes me clean it up again.
Age 12
I learned that if you want to cheer yourself up, you should try cheering someone else up.
Age 14
I learned that although it's hard to admit it, I'm secretly glad my parents are strict with me.
Age 15
I learned that silent company is often more healing than words of advice.
Age 24
I learned that brushing my child's hair is one of life's great pleasures.
Age 26
I learned that wherever I go, the world's worst drivers have followed me there.
Age 29
I learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.
Age 30
I learned that there are people who love you dearly but just don't know how to show it.
Age 42
I learned that you can make some one's day by simply sending them a little note.
Age 44
I learned that the greater a person's sense of guilt, the greater his or her need to cast blame on others.
Age 46
I learned that children and parents are natural allies.
Age 47
I learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
Age 48
I learned that singing "Amazing Grace" can lift my spirits for hours.
Age 49
I learned that motel mattresses are better on the side away from the phone.
Age 50
I learned that you can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
Age 51
I learned that keeping a vegetable garden is worth a medicine cabinet full of pills.
Age 52
I learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you miss them terribly after they die.
Age 53
I learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a life.
Age 61
I learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
Age 62
I learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catchers mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.
Age 64
I learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, the needs of others, your work, meeting new people, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
Age 65
I learned that whenever I decide something with kindness, I usually make the right decision.
Age 66
I learned that everyone can use a prayer.
Age 72
I learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
Age 82
I learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch-holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
Age 90
I learned that I still have a lot to learn.
Age 92
I also learned that you should pass this on to someone you care about. Sometimes they just need a little something to make them smile.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Read and remember!
A corporate attorney sent the following out to the employees in his company.
1. The next time you order checks have only your initials (instead of first name) and last name put on them. If someone takes your checkbook, they will not know if you sign your checks with just your initials or your first name, but your bank will know how you sign your checks.
2. Do not sign the back of your credit cards. Instead, put "PHOTO ID REQUIRED."
3. When you are writing checks to pay on your credit card accounts, DO NOT put the complete account number on the "For" line. Instead, just put the last four numbers. The credit card company knows the rest of the number, and anyone who might be handling your check as it passes through all the check processing channels won't have access to it.
4. Put your work phone # on your checks instead of your home phone. If you have a PO Box use that instead of your home address. If you do not have a PO Box, use your work address. Never have your SS# printed on your checks. (DUH!) You can add it if it is necessary. But if you have it printed, anyone can get it.
5. Place the contents of your wallet on a photocopy machine. Do both sides of each license, credit card, etc. You will know what you had in your wallet and all of the account numbers and phone numbers to call and cancel. Keep the photocopy in a safe place. I also carry a photocopy of my passport when I travel either here or abroad. We've all heard horror stories about fraud that's committed on us in stealing a name, address, Social Security number, credit cards.
Unfortunately, I, an attorney, have firsthand knowledge because my wallet was stolen last month. Within a week, the thieves ordered an expensive monthly cell phone package, applied for a VISA credit card, had a credit line approved to buy a Gateway computer, received a PIN number from DMV to change my driving record information online, and more. But here's some critical information to limit the damage in case this happens to you or someone you know:
1. We have been told we should cancel our credit cards immediately. But the key is having the toll free numbers and your card numbers handy so you know whom to call. Keep those where you can find them.
2. File a police report immediately in the jurisdiction where your credit cards, etc., were stolen. This proves to credit providers you were diligent, and this is a first step toward an investigation (if there ever is one).
But here's what is perhaps most important of all : (I never even thought to do this.)
3. Call the 3 national credit reporting organizations immediately to place a fraud alert on your name and Social Security number. I had never heard of doing that until advised by a bank that called to tell me an application for credit was made over the Internet in my name. The alert means any company that checks your credit knows your information was stolen, and they have to contact you by phone to authorize new credit.
By the time I was advised to do this, almost two weeks after the theft, all the damage had been done. There are records of all the credit checks initiated by the thieves' purchases, none of which I knew about before placing the alert. Since then, no additional damage has been done, and the thieves threw my wallet away This weekend (someone turned it in).
It seems to have stopped them dead in their tracks.
Now, here are the numbers you always need to contact about your wallet, etc., has been stolen:
1.) Equifax: 1-800-525-6285
2.) Experian (formerly TRW): 1-888-397-3742
3.) Trans Union: 1-800-680-7289
4.) Social Security Administration (fraud line): 1-800-269-0271
1. The next time you order checks have only your initials (instead of first name) and last name put on them. If someone takes your checkbook, they will not know if you sign your checks with just your initials or your first name, but your bank will know how you sign your checks.
2. Do not sign the back of your credit cards. Instead, put "PHOTO ID REQUIRED."
3. When you are writing checks to pay on your credit card accounts, DO NOT put the complete account number on the "For" line. Instead, just put the last four numbers. The credit card company knows the rest of the number, and anyone who might be handling your check as it passes through all the check processing channels won't have access to it.
4. Put your work phone # on your checks instead of your home phone. If you have a PO Box use that instead of your home address. If you do not have a PO Box, use your work address. Never have your SS# printed on your checks. (DUH!) You can add it if it is necessary. But if you have it printed, anyone can get it.
5. Place the contents of your wallet on a photocopy machine. Do both sides of each license, credit card, etc. You will know what you had in your wallet and all of the account numbers and phone numbers to call and cancel. Keep the photocopy in a safe place. I also carry a photocopy of my passport when I travel either here or abroad. We've all heard horror stories about fraud that's committed on us in stealing a name, address, Social Security number, credit cards.
Unfortunately, I, an attorney, have firsthand knowledge because my wallet was stolen last month. Within a week, the thieves ordered an expensive monthly cell phone package, applied for a VISA credit card, had a credit line approved to buy a Gateway computer, received a PIN number from DMV to change my driving record information online, and more. But here's some critical information to limit the damage in case this happens to you or someone you know:
1. We have been told we should cancel our credit cards immediately. But the key is having the toll free numbers and your card numbers handy so you know whom to call. Keep those where you can find them.
2. File a police report immediately in the jurisdiction where your credit cards, etc., were stolen. This proves to credit providers you were diligent, and this is a first step toward an investigation (if there ever is one).
But here's what is perhaps most important of all : (I never even thought to do this.)
3. Call the 3 national credit reporting organizations immediately to place a fraud alert on your name and Social Security number. I had never heard of doing that until advised by a bank that called to tell me an application for credit was made over the Internet in my name. The alert means any company that checks your credit knows your information was stolen, and they have to contact you by phone to authorize new credit.
By the time I was advised to do this, almost two weeks after the theft, all the damage had been done. There are records of all the credit checks initiated by the thieves' purchases, none of which I knew about before placing the alert. Since then, no additional damage has been done, and the thieves threw my wallet away This weekend (someone turned it in).
It seems to have stopped them dead in their tracks.
Now, here are the numbers you always need to contact about your wallet, etc., has been stolen:
1.) Equifax: 1-800-525-6285
2.) Experian (formerly TRW): 1-888-397-3742
3.) Trans Union: 1-800-680-7289
4.) Social Security Administration (fraud line): 1-800-269-0271
April Fools Day after ... In Ohio
April Fools Day is over, but the spirit lives on, in Ohio. Almost 7, Saturday Morning, looking out the window, raining. But, it will turn to SNOW, maybe get up to an inch. Hey, it's APRIL, but, it is Ohio.
I did get out in the SUN two days this week, it felt good, sweating in the SUN. Another plus tomorrow, my car clocks will be right. I can never find the book in the car that shows how to change the clock. It is so simple, but only two times a year. I never remember. So, half the year they are right.
The Pope is ill, gravely. He indicates that he is happy knowing that. Ironic it is happening so close to Terri Shiavo in Florida. We don't know if she was happy about it or not. I wonder if the autopsy will show that? CSI in Vegas or NCIS would know right away. I remember in the late 40's, I worked at a hospital, thinking about going into medicine in those days. My father was a doctor, and I vividly remember the first autopsy they let me observe. It was a brain tumor.
Dr. Pancho Padilla, from Cuba, a resident at the hospital performed it. A brain surgeon did the brain part. Pancho, after his training, went home, and became a physicial for .... yep ... Castro.
I remember I was apprehensive about it, how would I react. I had heard that you pass out when they make that first incision. I remember the odor in the room, when they opened him up, never forget that. It turned out to be not a lot less than ... cleaning a chicken. I didn't get sick, actually found it interesting. Pancho started oout in a broken English ... explaining to me what he was doing. As he would speak, he would get more involved, and finally, he would be speaking only Cuban.
The brain surgein was awesome. Scapel, quarter the scalp, pull down the four quartrs of skin, take a small electric saw, do a 360, then a small scalpel, a slow 360 of painstaking cutting, a large curved needle, into the head one way, then at another angle, and the brain lifted right out. One glob of red ... that is what ended his life.
But TODAY, if I had been watching all of these shows, nothing to it. Ducky did this or that on NCIS. There are a half dozen shows on that do all of that, one that shows babies being delivered, a lot of emergency room exposure, blood, organs. Awesome.
Wonder what is next, Teri, the Pope, Michael, still have Iraw, but that is getting old. There always seems to be a story brewing somewhere. As I recall, the Pope thing lasts a couple of weeks. The funeral, they choosing a new one, I remember the year there were three of them. I almost turned Catholic I was exposed to it so much that year. There was a big insurgence of new members in the church that year. Held up for a while, well, until they started finding out about all those priests, with all those boys.
The world keeps on turning, singers, no, that insults real ones ... people who derive their livelihood from making noises, continue to make billions of dollars. Comment on everything. I find that extraordinary. Utter gutteral noises, to a rythmic beat, show belly buttons, and more, wear a hat at a 45 degree rakish angle, clothes, well, if Momma had made them wear them when they were small, they would have reported her to some agency. How in the name of God, can someone appear on TV, hat all askew, pants that would serve as a 4 person tent, a shirt that could be inflated with hot air and used as a small balloon, and people take them seriously.
Appearance isn't everything, but......
I did get out in the SUN two days this week, it felt good, sweating in the SUN. Another plus tomorrow, my car clocks will be right. I can never find the book in the car that shows how to change the clock. It is so simple, but only two times a year. I never remember. So, half the year they are right.
The Pope is ill, gravely. He indicates that he is happy knowing that. Ironic it is happening so close to Terri Shiavo in Florida. We don't know if she was happy about it or not. I wonder if the autopsy will show that? CSI in Vegas or NCIS would know right away. I remember in the late 40's, I worked at a hospital, thinking about going into medicine in those days. My father was a doctor, and I vividly remember the first autopsy they let me observe. It was a brain tumor.
Dr. Pancho Padilla, from Cuba, a resident at the hospital performed it. A brain surgeon did the brain part. Pancho, after his training, went home, and became a physicial for .... yep ... Castro.
I remember I was apprehensive about it, how would I react. I had heard that you pass out when they make that first incision. I remember the odor in the room, when they opened him up, never forget that. It turned out to be not a lot less than ... cleaning a chicken. I didn't get sick, actually found it interesting. Pancho started oout in a broken English ... explaining to me what he was doing. As he would speak, he would get more involved, and finally, he would be speaking only Cuban.
The brain surgein was awesome. Scapel, quarter the scalp, pull down the four quartrs of skin, take a small electric saw, do a 360, then a small scalpel, a slow 360 of painstaking cutting, a large curved needle, into the head one way, then at another angle, and the brain lifted right out. One glob of red ... that is what ended his life.
But TODAY, if I had been watching all of these shows, nothing to it. Ducky did this or that on NCIS. There are a half dozen shows on that do all of that, one that shows babies being delivered, a lot of emergency room exposure, blood, organs. Awesome.
Wonder what is next, Teri, the Pope, Michael, still have Iraw, but that is getting old. There always seems to be a story brewing somewhere. As I recall, the Pope thing lasts a couple of weeks. The funeral, they choosing a new one, I remember the year there were three of them. I almost turned Catholic I was exposed to it so much that year. There was a big insurgence of new members in the church that year. Held up for a while, well, until they started finding out about all those priests, with all those boys.
The world keeps on turning, singers, no, that insults real ones ... people who derive their livelihood from making noises, continue to make billions of dollars. Comment on everything. I find that extraordinary. Utter gutteral noises, to a rythmic beat, show belly buttons, and more, wear a hat at a 45 degree rakish angle, clothes, well, if Momma had made them wear them when they were small, they would have reported her to some agency. How in the name of God, can someone appear on TV, hat all askew, pants that would serve as a 4 person tent, a shirt that could be inflated with hot air and used as a small balloon, and people take them seriously.
Appearance isn't everything, but......
Saturday Morning in Ohio
April Fools Day is over, but the spirit lives on, in Ohio. Almost 7, Saturday Morning, looking out the window, raining. But, it will turn to SNOW, maybe get up to an inch. Hey, it's APRIL, but, it is Ohio.
I did get out in the SUN two days this week, it felt good, sweating in the SUN. Another plus tomorrow, my car clocks will be right. I can never find the book in the car that shows how to change the clock. It is so simple, but only two times a year. I never remember. So, half the year they are right.
The Pope is ill, gravely. He indicates that he is happy knowing that. Ironic it is happening so close to Terri Shiavo in Florida. We don't know if she was happy about it or not. I wonder if the autopsy will show that? CSI in Vegas or NCIS would know right away. I remember in the late 40's, I worked at a hospital, thinking about going into medicine in those days. My father was a doctor, and I vividly remember the first autopsy they let me observe. It was a brain tumor.
Dr. Pancho Padilla, from Cuba, a resident at the hospital performed it. A brain surgeon did the brain part. Pancho, after his training, went home, and became a physicial for .... yep ... Castro.
I remember I was apprehensive about it, how would I react. I had heard that you pass out when they make that first incision. I remember the odor in the room, when they opened him up, never forget that. It turned out to be not a lot less than ... cleaning a chicken. I didn't get sick, actually found it interesting. Pancho started oout in a broken English ... explaining to me what he was doing. As he would speak, he would get more involved, and finally, he would be speaking only Cuban.
The brain surgein was awesome. Scapel, quarter the scalp, pull down the four quartrs of skin, take a small electric saw, do a 360, then a small scalpel, a slow 360 of painstaking cutting, a large curved needle, into the head one way, then at another angle, and the brain lifted right out. One glob of red ... that is what ended his life.
But TODAY, if I had been watching all of these shows, nothing to it. Ducky did this or that on NCIS. There are a half dozen shows on that do all of that, one that shows babies being delivered, a lot of emergency room exposure, blood, organs. Awesome.
Wonder what is next, Teri, the Pope, Michael, still have Iraw, but that is getting old. There always seems to be a story brewing somewhere. As I recall, the Pope thing lasts a couple of weeks. The funeral, they choosing a new one, I remember the year there were three of them. I almost turned Catholic I was exposed to it so much that year. There was a big insurgence of new members in the church that year. Held up for a while, well, until they started finding out about all those priests, with all those boys.
The world keeps on turning, singers, no, that insults real ones ... people who derive their livelihood from making noises, continue to make billions of dollars. Comment on everything. I find that extraordinary. Utter gutteral noises, to a rythmic beat, show belly buttons, and more, wear a hat at a 45 degree rakish angle, clothes, well, if Momma had made them wear them when they were small, they would have reported her to some agency. How in the name of God, can someone appear on TV, hat all askew, pants that would serve as a 4 person tent, a shirt that could be inflated with hot air and used as a small balloon, and people take them seriously.
Appearance isn't everything, but......
I did get out in the SUN two days this week, it felt good, sweating in the SUN. Another plus tomorrow, my car clocks will be right. I can never find the book in the car that shows how to change the clock. It is so simple, but only two times a year. I never remember. So, half the year they are right.
The Pope is ill, gravely. He indicates that he is happy knowing that. Ironic it is happening so close to Terri Shiavo in Florida. We don't know if she was happy about it or not. I wonder if the autopsy will show that? CSI in Vegas or NCIS would know right away. I remember in the late 40's, I worked at a hospital, thinking about going into medicine in those days. My father was a doctor, and I vividly remember the first autopsy they let me observe. It was a brain tumor.
Dr. Pancho Padilla, from Cuba, a resident at the hospital performed it. A brain surgeon did the brain part. Pancho, after his training, went home, and became a physicial for .... yep ... Castro.
I remember I was apprehensive about it, how would I react. I had heard that you pass out when they make that first incision. I remember the odor in the room, when they opened him up, never forget that. It turned out to be not a lot less than ... cleaning a chicken. I didn't get sick, actually found it interesting. Pancho started oout in a broken English ... explaining to me what he was doing. As he would speak, he would get more involved, and finally, he would be speaking only Cuban.
The brain surgein was awesome. Scapel, quarter the scalp, pull down the four quartrs of skin, take a small electric saw, do a 360, then a small scalpel, a slow 360 of painstaking cutting, a large curved needle, into the head one way, then at another angle, and the brain lifted right out. One glob of red ... that is what ended his life.
But TODAY, if I had been watching all of these shows, nothing to it. Ducky did this or that on NCIS. There are a half dozen shows on that do all of that, one that shows babies being delivered, a lot of emergency room exposure, blood, organs. Awesome.
Wonder what is next, Teri, the Pope, Michael, still have Iraw, but that is getting old. There always seems to be a story brewing somewhere. As I recall, the Pope thing lasts a couple of weeks. The funeral, they choosing a new one, I remember the year there were three of them. I almost turned Catholic I was exposed to it so much that year. There was a big insurgence of new members in the church that year. Held up for a while, well, until they started finding out about all those priests, with all those boys.
The world keeps on turning, singers, no, that insults real ones ... people who derive their livelihood from making noises, continue to make billions of dollars. Comment on everything. I find that extraordinary. Utter gutteral noises, to a rythmic beat, show belly buttons, and more, wear a hat at a 45 degree rakish angle, clothes, well, if Momma had made them wear them when they were small, they would have reported her to some agency. How in the name of God, can someone appear on TV, hat all askew, pants that would serve as a 4 person tent, a shirt that could be inflated with hot air and used as a small balloon, and people take them seriously.
Appearance isn't everything, but......
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