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WITandWISDOM(tm) - September 16, 2005
Every calling is great when greatly pursued. Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.
~~~~~~~ SPECIAL THOUGHTS:
The Green, Green Grass Of Home
By Erma Bombeck, written November 1971
When Mike was 2, he wanted a sandbox, and his father said: "There goes the yard. We'll have kids over here day and night, and they'll throw sand into the flower beds, and cats will make a mess in it, and it'll kill the grass for sure."
And Mike's mother said, "It'll come back."
When Mike was 5, he wanted a jungle gym set with swings that would take his breath away and bars to take him to the summit, and his father said: "Good grief, I've seen those things in back yards, and do you know what they look like? Mud holes in a pasture. Kids digging their gym shoes in the ground. It'll kill the grass."
And Mike's mother said, "It'll come back."
Between breaths, when Daddy was blowing up the plastic swimming pool, he warned: "You know what they're going to do to this place? They're going to condemn it and use it for a missile site. I hope you know what you're doing. They'll track water everywhere and have a million water fights, and you won't be able to take out the garbage without stepping in mud up to your neck. When we take this down, we'll have the only brown lawn on the block."
"It'll come back," Mike's mother said.
When Mike was 12, he volunteered his yard for a camp out. As they hoisted the tents and drove in the spikes, his father stood at the window and observed, "Why don't I just put the grass seed out in cereal bowls for the birds and save myself the trouble of spreading it around? You know for a fact that those tents and all those big feet are going to trample down every single blade of grass, don't you. Don't bother to answer. I know what you're going to say.
'It'll come back.'"
The basketball hoop on the side of the garage attracted more crowds than the Olympics. And a small patch of lawn that started out with a barren spot the size of a garbage can lid soon drew to encompass the entire side yard.
Just when it looked as if the new seed might take root, the winter came and the sled runners beat it into ridges. Mike's father shook his head and said, "I never asked for much in this life only a patch of grass."
And his wife smiled and said, "It'll come back."
The lawn this fall was beautiful. It was green and alive and rolled out like a sponge carpet along the drive where gym shoes had trod ... along the garage where bicycles used to fall ... and around the flower beds where little boys used to dig with iced tea spoons.
But Mike's father never saw it. He anxiously looked beyond the yard and asked with a catch in his voice, "he will come back, won't he?"
Submitted by Lucille Kemp
~~~~~~~ THIS & THAT:
Part 1 of 2 [Sep 16, 26]
Meaning: I see inside you, a radiologist's plate
Meaning: See Why I'm broke, found on a cherry 95 ford 3/4 ton truck
Meaning: A woman in her early 50's has had this plate for about the last ten years
Meaning: On the car of an undertaker
Meaning: Wonderful on a Ford Mustang. Get it? Foal as in baby horse
Meaning: To pee, see me! Urologist's plate
Meaning: Too cute for you, the driver was a beautiful woman driving
Meaning: on a Volvo, what else?
Meaning: "6 is enough". 6 kids is enough
Meaning: 9 Miles Per Gallon, Wow! On a 1966 Cadillac Sedan DeVille
Meaning: Aviator X. Wife of a pilot who is also a pilot
Meaning: (Que) Pasa MD, What's up doc?
~~~~~~~ KEEP SMILING:
A new Home for the Elderly will be opened in a few days. The last round of fund-raising in the neighborhood. A child rings the doorbell. A little boy opens the door. The little girl asks, “Can you spare us something for the new Elderly Home?' After a little thought the youngster replies, 'Yes, take my mother.'
Source: Humor Digest
The steamship “Central America,” while on a voyage from New York to San Francisco, sprang a leak and was going down. She therefore hoisted a distress signal. A vessel came in answer. Its captain asked through a trumpet, “What is wrong?”
“We are going down; stay by until morning,” was the answer.
The captain on board the rescue ship said, “Let me take your passengers on board now.”
“Stay by until morning,” was the message again.
Once more the captain cried, “You had better let me take your passengers on board now.”
“Stay by until morning,” the reply came back. An hour and a half later the “Central America” and all on board went down.
By Stanley Combridge, Present Truth, Vol. 26, No. 23.
Source: Signs of the Times, Pacific Press, http://www.signstimes.com