#743 WW II - Little Known History

Thanks, Jim A.

You might enjoy this from Col D. G. Swinford, USMC, Ret and history buff.   You would really have to dig deep to get this kind of ringside seat to history:           1. The first German serviceman killed in WW II was killed by the  Japanese ( China , 1937), the first American serviceman killed was  killed by the Russians ( Finland 1940); highest ranking American  killed was Lt Gen Lesley McNair, killed by the US Army Air Corps.   So much for allies.           2. The youngest US serviceman was 12 year old Calvin Graham,  USN. He was wounded and given a Dishonorable Discharge for lying  about his age.  His benefits were later restored by act of Congress.           3.. At the time of Pearl Harbor, the top US Navy command was  called CINCUS (pronounced 'sink us'), the shoulder patch of the  US Army's 45th Infantry division was the Swastika, and Hitler's  private train was named 'Amerika.' All three were soon changed  for PR purposes.           4. More US servicemen died in the Air Corps than the  Marine Corps.  While completing the required 30 missions,  your chance of being killed was 71%.           5. Generally speaking, there was no such thing as an average  fighter pilot.  You were either an ace or a target.  For instance,  Japanese Ace Hiroyoshi Nishizawa shot down over 80 planes.   He died while a passenger on a cargo plane.           6. It was a common practice on fighter planes to load every  5th round with a tracer round to aid in aiming. This was a mistake.  Tracers had different ballistics so (at long range) if your tracers  were hitting the target 80% of your rounds were missing. Worse  yet tracers instantly told your enemy he was under fire and from  which direction. Worst of all was the practice of loading a string  of tracers at the end of the belt to tell you that you were out of  ammo. This was definitely not something you wanted to tell the  enemy.  Units that stopped using tracers saw their success rate  nearly double and their loss rate go down.           YOU'VE GOT TO LOVE THIS ONE........           7. When allied armies reached the Rhine, the first thing men  did was pee in it.  This was pretty universal from the lowest private  to Winston Churchill (who made a big show of it) and Gen. Patton  (who had himself photographed in the act).           8. German Me-264 bombers were capable of bombing New  York City, but they decided it wasn't worth the effort.           9. German submarine U-120 was sunk by a malfunctioning  toilet.          10.  Among the first 'Germans' captured at Normandy were several  Koreans. They had been forced to fight for the Japanese Army  until they were captured by the Russians and forced to fight for  the Russian Army until they were captured by the Germans and  forced to fight for the German Army until they were captured by  the USArmy.           AND I SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST....         11. Following a massive naval bombardment, 35,000 United States  and Canadian troops stormed ashore at Kiska, in the Aleutian Islands.  Twenty-one troops were killed in the assault on the island.  It could have been worse if there had been any Japanese  on the island.

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#676 The Age Gap

Thanks, Vern P.

At 85 years of age, Roger married a lovely 25 year old.

Since her new husband is so old, she decides that after their wedding she and Roger should have separate bedrooms, because she is concerned that her new but aged husband may overexert himself if they spend the entire night together.

After the wedding festivities, she prepares herself for bed and the
expected knock' on the door. Sure enough the knock comes, the door opens and there is Roger, her 85 year old groom, ready for action They unite as one. All goes well, Roger takes leave of his bride, and she prepares to go to sleep.

After a few minutes, she hears another knock on her bedroom door, and it's
Roger. Again he is ready for more 'action'.

Somewhat surprised, she consents for more coupling. When the newly weds
are done, Roger kisses his bride, bids her a fond good night and leaves.

She is set to go to sleep again, but, aha you guessed it - Roger Is back again, rapping on the door, and is as fresh as a 25-year-old, ready for more 'action'. And, once more they enjoy each other.

But as Roger gets set to leave again, his young bride says to him, 'I Am thoroughly impressed that at your age you can perform so well and so often. I have been with guys less than a third of your age who were only good once. You are truly a great lover, Roger.'

Roger, somewhat embarrassed, turns to her and says, 'You mean I was here already?'

The moral of the story:

Don't be afraid of getting old, Alzheimer's has its advantages.

PPS.. Have I sent this to you already??

#676

#662 Our troops still have a sense of humor

Thanks, Vern P.

Thank God they can still maintain their sense of humor over there!

#662

#645 When Grandma Goes to Court

Thanks, Mike.

This one has been on the cyberspace circuit for some time. You probably have seen it, but it is still funny.



#645

#617 Golf Humor

Thanks, Jerry.


It was a sunny morning, a little before 8:00 AM, on the first hole of a busy course,
and I was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualizing my upcoming shot when a piercing voice came over the clubhouse loudspeaker:


"Would the gentleman on the women's tee please back up to the men's tee, please?"


I could feel every eye on the course looking at me. I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption.


Again the announcement: "Would the man on the women's tee please back up to the men's tee, please!"


I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating, when once more the man yelled, "Would the man on the women's tee please back up to the men's tee, please!"


I finally stopped, turned, cupped my hands and shouted back....
"Would the person with the obnoxious microphone kindly keep quiet and let me play my second shot?!"

#617

#607 The Mystery Has Been Solved

Meet Gnorman the Gnome. (The G is pronounced as a hard G.) He is our mystery guest.

Apparently, someone whose name will not be revealed here, convinced someone close to Maryann and me to help Gnorman find some new digs. (I suspect an un-named Portland REALTOR® was the one who colluded with Gnorman for assistance in escaping the Portland area. Without further evidence I shall make no accusations. She knows who she is. snerx.)

Unbeknown to us this person of mystery hatched a devious plot wherein the keys to our van were purloined, temporarily, and Gnorman was placed in a box in the van. It wasn't until we got home and were unloading that we discovered him stowed away in a box we used to take things to our daughters. You saw how he took his time to case the place before he found a suitable position from which he could work his gnomish magic on the premises.

We are sure that his intentions and those of the folks who hid him away are quite pure. They love a mystery as much as we do. They knew where I usually kept the van keys. I hate to carry them around in my pocket when I am not driving anywhere.

The following is part of Gnorman's story in his own words.

"This looks like a likely spot to observe the premises and work my special magic. During my brief look around I saw that there was a garden fairy, a rabbit and a Buddha also providing assistance. It shouldn't take to long to form a formidable team.



This what I can see from my vantage point on the West end of the patio. If memory serves me right, the rabbit is off to my left sitting on the steps from the sun room. The Buddha is outside of the patio, up the hill to my right. The garden fairy is just beyond the flower pot with the ferns you see in front of me. I just need a boost.


There, that does the trick. You can just see her head above the ferns. Yes, there at the base of the tree. I do believe I will be quite comfortable here. I can only hope that those who arranged for my arduous journey will come to visit me some day. Stay tuned for more of my adventures."


#607

#606 We're home and have a mystery

We arrived home around 2:45 PM Saturday afternoon. We were able to do our weekly grocery shopping on the way. The commissary will be closed for the holiday and we had the time. Hurray. We will be able to eat for a while.

Maryann had the first load of laundry in shortly after we put the groceries away. The van was unloaded and everything put away within an hour of our being home. It is great to be back. Don't get me wrong, we had a great time with all of the kids. We even had time to check out a few wineries in Oregon and have lunch with some old friends who had moved to the Portland area from Leavenworth. It was good to see them again.

Now for the mystery. While unpacking I noticed something unique among the plants on a table in the sun room. We generally don't have gnomes in our garden. We do have a garden fairy, a rabbit, and a Buddha in the garden, but no gnomes.

He seems to be casing the place. Perhaps he is thinking of taking up permanent residence.

(Click on pictures to make them larger.)








I didn't pay too much attention to it and continued with the requisite chores upon arriving home after three weeks on the road. I did find a soccer ball on the patio. Maryann went out on the patio to look at some of the plants and saw this strange phenomenon.






We thought we might miss the blossoming of our peony plants. We could see them from the street as we stopped at the stop sign prior to turning the corner and onto our driveway. They are beautiful, as you can see.


"If only that rabbit weren't in the way. I could get a much better look at the house and those folks I have been sent to spy upon. I will have to find another vantage point."








But, wait, what is that? Do we have an army of gnomes? Perhaps they are scouting out appropriate spying spots. We will have to keep an eye out for their activities too. Spying can be a two way street. I will inquire of some of the "Old Bastards" at our next coffee. I am sure some of them have continued contacts with Military Intelligence. (NO, that is not an oxymoron.)



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#582 That's What the Doctor Said

Earlier this week I visited my family doctor. Nothing serious. It has been a while since my last visit. I should visit more often. He always has a few jokes to tell. Most of them could be labeled racy, lewd, lacivious or just plain-old groaners. For example; "Why is semen white in color and urine yellow in color? So a man knows whether he is coming or going. I warned you.

On a more serious note. We were talking about humor and how it tends to have a therapeutic effect on our lives and our health. During that interchange he mentioned that he is convinced about that effect when dealing with patients who have dementia. Apparently there is a disconnect between the sides of the brain that deal with emotion and the part that handles rational thought. It has been his experience that when he tells a story that is obviously humorous, people with dementia understand the words, but fail to experience the humor. They don't laugh. They don't smile. They don't even smirk. He has developed or acquired a verbal test to support this.

As an example he mentioned a 65 year old man who is retired and who got 13 out of 31 on his test. The lower the score, the more likely dementia has set in. As a result the patient was referred for an MRI of his brain. The test revealed that the man's brain was 3/4th the normal size. With that much brain deterioration one of the outcomes is dementia.

The doc's inquiries into the connection have brought him to the conclusion that there are no studies, definitive or otherwise looking into the matter. We discussed his beginning a study by administering his test to all of his patients. He is not ready to do that right now, but hopefully will do so in the future.

As for my ailment, it is an itching rash on my back. He says it is dry skin and a water-based lotion should do the trick. So far it hasn't. I must give it more time. I plan to see him again next week. I will try to get him to collect the data to begin his study. Hell, I can help him in some way.

Stay healthy folks. Laugh your cares away. It just might help you to keep dementia away.

#582

#489 Did you ever have...

one of those days where something happens that makes the rest of the day fantastic? I bet you have. Last Thursday was one of those days for me. Having just come back from El Paso, it was time to do some errands and get the new vehicle registered with the state and get a new sticker for easier entrance to Fort Leavenworth.

During the registration process at the county treasurers I had to present my driver's license. Lisa, the young woman who was taking care of me, took my license and then rather loudly repeated the phrase, "No way! No way! No way! No way!" I was rather surprised at the comment. "What do you mean, no way?", says I. She said, "You can't be that old." Well what do you think of that? The woman standing at the window to my right got into the conversation. She looked at the photo on the license and made a comment about how my hair was darker in the photo and a bit lighter in real life. I had to laugh. It did make my day.

I hope you all have many days like that.

You will if you....
Serve with integrity, care about those you serve and share the love in your heart/soul.

#489

#463 A Day in Manhattan, KS

Today is the third of four days of a Principles of Real Estate course. It will be the last of the four day course. The class is going quite well. The students are attentive, asking appropriate questions and making the experience a good one.

At about 10:30 AM I'm really cookin', when there is a strange sound in the room. My immediate response is, "What the hell is that sound?" The answer I get, "The fire alarm." Okay, let's vacate the premises. I don't see nor smell any smoke. However, my memories of grade school fire drills recommend, "Get the hell out of the building." The students do just that, all but one. He happens to be an active duty Army officer and he stays with me while I disconnect my computer, pick up my iPod and Maryann's photo and then we vacate the premises. On our way outside folks from the hotel come running around the corner and head to our room. We, naturally ask them, "Where's the fire?" They say it was initiated in our conference room. They ask us if we smelled or saw any smoke. Our answer is no.

This evening, after class, I am in the bar enjoying a Black Russian when the Chief Cook and Bottle washer, David, comes in. He was one of the hotel staff who rushed to our end of the building during the morning's festivities. I ask him if they ever discovered the cause of the alarm. The answer is no. He also mentioned that when such an event occurs, most folks tend to ignore it. He was flabbergasted to come to our end of the building and find that all of the folks in our class were standing outside of the building. He said that never happens. He was quite pleased that we did vacate. Apparently we all remembered the fire drill lessons from grade school. The alarm rings and you quietly move outside. David was quite pleased to see that we took it seriously.

I subsequently learned that David will be leaving this area soon. All he has to do is sell his house, and he will move to the mountainous area of central or Eastern Oregon. He has helped make my visit to this hotel a more than memorable one. It has been quite pleasant. I also had the opportunity to tell him about the service we have received from the young woman who has the responsibility to insure that we have coffee, water and muffins and cookies. Prai is a delightful young woman who knows how to serve with integrity, care about those she serves and shares the love in her heart. My life is truly blessed to cross paths with folks like her. But, then, I seem to meet a lot of folks like her and David. Life is good. I hope yours is too.

#463

#442 IMPORTANT HEALTH ADVISORY

I'’ve never seen ‘truth’ presented in such an honest, sincere and succinct manner…

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Do you have feelings of inadequacy?
Do you suffer from shyness?
Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?
If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask
your doctor or pharmacist about Red Wine.

Red Wine is the safe, natural way to feel better
and more confident about yourself and your actions.
Red Wine can help ease you out of your shyness
and let you tell the world that you're ready and
willing to do just about anything.

You will notice the benefits of Red Wine almost
immediately and with a regimen of regular doses you
can overcome any obstacles that prevent you from
living the life you want to live.

Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past
and you will discover many talents you never knew
you had.

Stop hiding and start living, with Red Wine.

Red Wine may not be right for everyone.

Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use
Red Wine. However, women who wouldn't mind
nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.

Side effects may include dizziness, nausea, vomiting,
incarceration, erotic lustfulness, loss of motor control,
loss of clothing, loss of money, loss of virginity,
delusions of grandeur, table dancing, headache,
dehydration, dry mouth, and a desire to sing Karaoke
and play all-night rounds of Strip Poker, Truth Or
Dare, and Naked Twister.

WARNING:
The consumption of Red Wine may make you think
you are whispering when you are not.
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WARNING:
The consumption of Red Wine is a major factor in
dancing like an idiot.
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WARNING:
The consumption of Red Wine may cause you to tell
your friends over and over again that you love them.
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WARNING:
The consumption of Red Wine may cause you to
think you can sing.
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WARNING:
The consumption of Red Wine may lead you to believe
that ex-lovers are really dying for you to telephone them at
four in the morning.
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WARNING:
The consumption of Red Wine may make you think you
can logically converse with members of the opposite sex
without spitting.
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WARNING:
The consumption of Red Wine may create the
illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better
looking than most people.
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NOW JUST IMAGINE WHAT YOU COULD ACHIEVE
WITH RED WINE!!!

#442

#440 TICK WARNING

I hate it when people forward bogus warnings; I have even done it myself a couple times unintentionally...but this one is real, and it's important.

Please send this warning to everyone on your e-mail list.

If someone comes to your front door saying they are checking for ticks due to the warm weather and asks you to take your clothes off and dance around with your arms up in the air,

DO NOT DO IT!! THIS IS A SCAM!!

They only want to see you naked.


I wish I'd gotten this yesterday...I feel so damn stupid!

#440

#385 Another BS cyberquiz

Take this at your own risk. It isn't one of the better ones that is out there.

You Are Fairly Normal

You scored 65% normal on this quiz Like most people you are normal in some ways... But you aren't a completely normal person. You're a little weird too! Why You Are Normal: You rather be screwed over than screw someone else over You'd rather have rats than cockroaches in your home When you're in a car, you prefer to be the driver You would eat meat from a cloned animal You prefer a good meal to a good nap Why You Aren't Normal: You would rather be a movie star than an astronaut If given the choice, you would choose to have more time over more money You prefer flat potato chips. You think fishnet stockings are sexy You know a little about many subjects

What's Normal About You... And What's Not?

#385

#358 Great Car

The car pictured in this note is a Mercedes Maybach. Notice the 'recliner' rear seats and the 'electrostatic' sunroof. The sunroof turns from opaque to crystal clear depending on the passengers preference.

NOW, STOP DREAMING AND GET BACK TO WORK! (BE HAPPY WITH WHAT YOU'VE GOT)!

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#347 Day One...

of a brand new year.

Wouldn't you know it, the day begins and it is colder than Billy-be-damned and a witches mammary gland combined. Thank goodness there is no snow to shovel off of the drive.

As near as I can tell, there are no plans to go anywhere today. We will stay warm and snuggly in our home. Because of a prudent and mild celebration last evening, there is no hangover whatsoever to contend with. As usual, we celebrated with one of us having a Bailey's Irish Cream and the other a tot of Kahlua on the rocks. By 10:45 PM the lights were off and one of us was gently snoring.

Watching some of the festivities as shown in the nightly news, we were not even tempted to join them. The news that the police departments of all of the surrounding communities were out in full force to catch those of us who believe we can drive well even with a buzz on, was also a reason to stay home and quietly enjoy the presence of each other.

I make no resolutions as a matter of prudence. Most of the time such pronouncements are no more than that, a promise to do something that might not get done. So, what to do? I can look forward to some things we are planning for the new year. I know some of them will get accomplished because we have already committed through reservations, to get them done. Others are a bit more tenuous.

Things that will get done:

• Riverboat cruise from Paris to the Normandy area.
• Spending time with very dear friends in France.
• Motor trip through Southern Germany.
  
• RMPO reunion in Augusta, GA with side trips.
• Working at least two weekends this month - the remaining schedule not set yet.

Things that might get done:

• Visit mother and brother in El Paso.
• Replace current little, red sporty car with another little, red sports car.
• Transport current little, red sporty car to new owner. (Plans to be worked out.)
• Add new essays to Things I've Stumbled Across Along the Way.
• Begin one or two new blogs, one for War Stories and one for Jane's Life.
  

As other things/opportunities arise you will read them here. Why, there may even be photos. I hope that you have some goals that you are passionate about completing in the coming year. Follow your passion. Life will be more worthwhile when you do. You will be amazed at the energy and the satisfaction you will have.

Have a happy and prosperous new year. That's an order! lol

The coming year holds many promises
#347

#345 "Maggie" Magellan...

is now an official member of the family. Yesterday I mentioned that among the gifts we received was a GPS device from our daughters. It isn't because we tend to get lost, but that we do travel a bit.

Today we decided it would be nice to put it to the test. We were going to a place that had recently opened in a relatively new shopping area. We had been to a restaurant there in Spring. I wasn't sure where it was located. Maryann was responsible for setting it up for our first foray in to electronic mapping. She did a fantastic job at it. "Maggie" earned her name during the outing. "Maggie" did take us on a route that is not Maryann's favorite because of the many twists and turns. Fortunately the route was clean and dry. "Maggie" did a marvelous job and we are looking forward to many more trips with her.

In September we will be making a trip back East for the annual RMPO reunion in Augusta, GA. At that time we plan to visit friends we haven't seen in a while. We will be relying on "Maggie" to guide us there safely.
#345

#307 How to Tell if You're Mom's Favorite...

#307

#306 The letter from Intercourse, PA-Another Jane Story

One of the jobs that Jane held was sales rep for a number of companies. She lived in Pennsylvania at the time. If memory serves me right we were living in a rooming house in Penbrook, PA, a suburb of Harrisburg. She was between marriages at the time.

One of her selling trips took her to Lancaster, PA. This town is in the middle of Amish country. The names of some of the surrounding communities are quite unique, i.e., Intercourse, Blue Ball, Bird in Hand, Paradise, etc. (If you don't believe me, just Google Lancaster, PA)

While on the road she would often cross paths with other salesmen. She remembered one man who had been trying to get his wife to come with him. The man’s wife seemed adamant about not traveling, even though he promised her a nice weekend in the area.

Jane suggested a plan that would be foolproof and would get his wife to accompany him on a future trip. While a bit skeptical, the man asked about the plan. It was quite simple, all he had to do was write his wife a nice letter and mail it to her from Intercourse, PA.

It was a few months before their paths crossed again. The man was ecstatic about the results. He couldn’t quit enthusing about the results. His wife insisted that she accompany him on the next trip. She just didn’t believe there was a town with that name. Needless to say, the man was quite pleased and yet puzzled at the results. He didn’t know how Jane knew of the results. I guess it was just a female thing. And, remember this took place in the 50’s when women were not seen on the road selling things.

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#300 Penn State vs. Indiana.....

PSU 36--IU 31

That is the most important part of the weekend. PSU won the game. There were times when we were not quite sure. But, hope springs eternal.

Well, maybe that wasn't the most important part. The friends we traveled with and the ones we shared the weekend with were the best part. The game was just a reason for us to spend time together. Now this is important because I was one of the few people who were not Penn State alumni. I did have the good sense to marry a Penn State graduate. She belongs to the Alumni Association and the Kansas City chapter. We try to attend the togethers at the sports bar.

This year the annual trip to a game was to the town of Bloomington, IN. It is a wonderful little university town. There is a town square similar to many such squares in Kansas and Missouri.

On Friday we drove there with three friends whom we got to know much better. That was one of the most important parts of the trip.

Friday evening a group of us went to dinner at a very nice Italian restaurant on the square. Saturday we went to the game. There was a pep rally prior to the game. We then had a lovely tailgate lunch. There are photos here. That took us up to game time, and what a game. We were losing, we were winning, we were losing, and finally we were winning.

After the game we spent more time in the parking lot to let the most traffic clear the area. A good move. The beer was still cold, and the friendship still warm. It was a good day, but the "best" was yet to come.

There were about 14 of us who went to dinner at Bucceto's Smiling Teeth. We were seated at a long table just inside the front door. The young man who served us was about to take our drink orders when he realized we hadn't been given menus yet, a situation he quickly rectified. Maryann and I decided that we would each like a glass of Pinot Grigio and medium sized Ultimate Warrior pizza. The others ordered their drinks. The couple across from us ordered a glass of Chianti and a glass of beer. Others ordered other things.

Now the fun begins, the young man was back with a tray of drinks and was standing directly behind me. Bonnie, sitting across from me, said, "He needs help." I did not move other than to hunker down to give him more space to work in. Before anyone could do anything I heard the clinking of glassware and had the sudden realization that my back was wet and cold. I still did not move. What could I do? Laugh loudly and long. The young man was mortified. From my perspective, he understood how to serve, care about those you serve and share the love in your heart. (Hopefully, he learned how to carry a tray of drinks without spilling them. tee hee.)

There were others waiting to be seated who could see the entire action take place. A number of them did make very kind comments on their way out.

We were concerned about how to take the stain out of my windbreaker, shirt and T-shirt. One of the waitresses brought us a printout of the process. The best thing is to soak the garments in cold water. Those items, and my wife's outfit spent the night soaking in cold water in the tub at our room. (Since we have been home, the clothes were washed and the stains are gone.)

One other benefit, the young man paid for our dinner and brought Maryann and me each another glass of wine. All in all it was a wonderful way to end the day. It is too bad we didn't have a video of it.

#300

#230 A Labor Day Greeting

Hale has some great ideas about Labor Day. Here it is, mid-afternoon, Labor Day and I am just now getting around to posting something about it. Believe it or not, I have been doing some work. Although reviewing class materials to insure they are up-to-date is not all the physically taxing.

I did have an opportunity to do a neighborly thing by responding to a neighbors call to check to see if she left her purse at the house on the trunk of the car she was driving. Fortunately, I found it hanging on a cabinet knob in her kitchen. She thought it might be on a counter. When I didn't see it at first I was a little concerned, but then I turned around and saw this small, blue shoulder bag hanging on the cabinet. I checked to see if it was a purse. There was a wallet in it. I told her that I had not checked it for money or credit cards. She indicated that I missed a chance for a reward. Mary, her barking dachshund did send her regards to Mama.

It was nice to take a short, brisk walk across the corner. Now I can get back to cooling off and listening to some great jazz tracks on iTunes while I do my review.

I hope you all are having a pleasant day, whether you are laboring or relaxing. If you are interested in becoming a millionaire you might want to check out this site. We watched a rerun of a program that had four folks who have achieved that lofty goal. The program was titled "Your Guide to Wealth". If you get a chance to watch it, please do so. It is fantastic. I discovered that I had come to some of the same conclusions. I just haven't taken them as far as these folks. I think one of the most interesting comments came from Robert Kiyosaki when he mentioned the new golden rule. "He who has the gold makes the rules." This may turn some folks off, but don't stay turned off for too long. You just might miss out on something that will turn your life around.

One of the most important recommendations/observations by Keith (?) was the idea that life is all about relationships. That is something I have been stressing in my real estate classes for years. This panel member realized when he was a caddy, that rich people behaved differently. They seemed to truly care about each other and would go out of their way to help a friend.

So maybe it is time to go back to my book; "Things I've Stumbled Across Along the Way" and see how I can do even more to become more successful and rich. I wish you riches beyond your wildest dreams. Be enthusiastic, and always remember to....

Serve others, care about those you serve, and share the love in your heart.

#230