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    January 31

    EMERGENCY FLASHERS

     
    Yesterday I had a flat tire on the interstate. So I ease my car over to the shoulder of the road, carefully, get out of the car and open the trunk. I took out 2 cardboard men, unfolded them and stood them at the rear of my car facing oncoming traffic.
     
    They look so life like you wouldn't believe it! They are in trench coats exposing their nude bodies and private parts to the approaching drivers.
     
    To my surprise, cars start slowing down looking at my life like men. And,of course, traffic starts backing up. Everybody is tooting their horns and waving like crazy.

    It wasn't long before a state trooper pulls up behind me. He gets out of his car and starts walking toward me. I could tell he was not a happy camper!

    'What's going on here?' 'My car has a flat tire', I said calmly. 'Well, what the hell are those obscene cardboard men doing here by the road?' I couldn't believe that he didn't know. So I told him, 'Hellooooo, those are my emergency flashers!' 
     
     
    *** Today's Tip: IS YOUR WORK ENOUGH EXERCISE
    People with physically demanding jobs often think that exercise
    recommendations don't apply to them. However, a study reported in the
    Archives of Internal Medicine says otherwise. Those who engaged in 2
    hours of leisure-time activity each week had a lower risk of heart
    disease than those who did not exercise. Increased physical strain at
    work did not offer protection from heart disease.
    January 30

    THE GUY WHO MUGGED ME.....

     A Craigslist posting someone found and linked. 
     
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    To the Guy Who Mugged Me Downtown (Downtown, Savannah ) 
    Reply to: pers-982078099@craigslist.org
    mailto:pers-982078099@craigslist.org> [?]Date:2009-01-06, 3:43AM EST 
    I was the white guy with the black Burberry jacket that you demanded I
     hand over shortly after you pulled the knife on me and my girlfriend.
     You also asked for my girlfriend's purse and earrings. I hope you
     somehow come across this message. 
    I'd like to apologize. I didn't expect you to crap your pants when I
     drew my pistol after you took my jacket. Truth is, I was wearing the
     jacket for a reason that evening, and it wasn't that cold outside. You
     see, my girlfriend had just bought me that Kimber 1911 .45 ACP pistol
     for Christmas, and we had just picked up a shoulder holster for it that
     evening. Beautiful pistol, eh? It's a very intimidating weapon when
     pointed at your head, isn't it? 
    I know it probably wasn't a great deal of fun walking back to wherever
     you'd come from with that brown sludge flopping about in your pants. I'm
     sure it was even worse since you also ended up leaving your shoes, cell
     phone, and wallet with me. I couldn't have you calling up any of your
     buddies to come help you try to mug us again. I took the liberty of
     calling your mother, or "Momma" as you had her listed in your cell, and
     explaining to her your situation. I also bought myself some gas on your
     card. I gave your shoes to one of the homeless guys over by Vinnie Van
     Go Go's, along with all of the cash in your wallet, then I threw the
     wallet itself in a dumpster. I called a bunch of phone sex numbers from
     your cell. They'll be on your bill in case you'd like to know which
     ones. Alltel recently shut down the line, and I've only had the phone
     for a little over a day now, so I don't know what's going on with that.
     I hope they haven't permanently cut off your service. I was about to
     make some threatening phone calls to the DA's office with it. Oh well. 
    So, about your pants. I know that I was a little rough on you when you
     did this whole attempted mugging thing, so I'd like to make it up to
     you. I'm sure you've already washed your pants, so I'd like to help you
     out. I'd like to reimburse you for the detergent you used on the pants.
     What brand did you use, and was it liquid or powder? I'd also like to
     apologize for not killing you and instead making you walk back home
     humiliated. I'm hoping that you'll reconsider your choice of path in
     life. Next time you might not be so lucky. 
      If you read this message, email me and we'll do lunch and laundry.
     Peace! 
    - Alex

    January 29

    ECONOMIC STIMULUS PAYMENT -- IT WASN'T WORTH IT....

    "Sometime this year, taxpayers will receive an Economic Stimulus Payment. This is a very exciting new program that I will explain using the Q and A format:

     "Q. What is an Economic Stimulus Payment?
     
     "A. It is money that the federal government will send to taxpayers.


     "Q. Where will the government get this money?
     
     "A. From taxpayers.


     "Q. So the government is giving me back my own money?
     
     "A. No, they are borrowing it from China.  Your children are expected to repay the Chinese.


     "Q. What is the purpose of this payment?
     
     "A. The plan is that you will use the money to purchase a high-definition TV set, thus stimulating the economy.


     "Q. But isn't that stimulating the economy of China?
     
     "A.   ;Shut up."


    Below is some helpful advice on how to best help the US economy by spending your stimulus check wisely:

    If you spend that money at Wal-Mart, all the money will go to China.
    If you spend it on gasoline it will go to Hugo Chavez, the Arabs and Al Queda
    If you purchase a computer it will go to Taiwan.
    If you purchase fruit and vegetables it will go to Mexico, Honduras,  Chile, and Guatemala. 
    If you buy a car it will go to Japan and Korea.
    If you purchase prescription drugs it will go to India
    If you purchase heroin it will go to the Taliban in Afghanistan 
    If you give it to a charitable cause, it will go to Nigeria.

    And none of it will help the American economy.
    We need to keep that money here in America. You can keep the money in America by spending it at yard sales, going to a baseball game, or spend it on prostitutes, beer (domestic ONLY), or  tattoos, since those are the only businesses still in the US.
    January 28

    HUMP DAY

    THIS SURE SEEMS TO BE A LONG WEEK.  ITS HUMP DAY AND STILL SEEMS I GOT A WHOLE WEEK LEFT TO GET EVERYTHING DONE......MUST HAVE BEEN THE COLD SPELL THE LAST 2 DAYS.......IT WAS BACK IN THE HIGH 60'S AGAIN THIS AFTERNOON....I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND.....RALPH
    January 27

    ID THEFT PROTECT YOUR CELL PHONE

    Got this in an email this morning from a
    > friend of mine:
    >
    >
    >               This gives us something to think about with
    > all our new electronic technology.
    >
    >               GPS
    >               A couple of weeks ago a friend told me that
    > someone she knew had their car broken into while they were
    > at a football match. Their car was parked on the green which
    > was adjacent to the football stadium and specially allotted
    > to football fans. Things stolen from the car included a
    > garage door remote control, some money and a GPS which had
    > been prominently mounted on the dashboard.
    >               When the victims got home, they found that
    > their house had been ransacked and just about everything
    > worth anything had been stolen.The thieves had used the GPS
    > to guide them to the house. They then used the garage remote
    > control to open the garage door and gain entry to the
    >               house. The thieves knew the owners were at
    > the football game, they knew what time the game was
    > scheduled to finish and so they knew how much time they had
    > to clean up the house. It would appear that they had brought
    > a truck to empty the house of its contents.
    >
    >               MOBILE PHONE
    >
    >               I never thought of this.......
    >               This lady has now changed her habit of how
    > she lists her names on her mobile phone after her handbag
    > was stolen. Her handbag, which contained her cell phone,
    > credit card, wallet... Etc... Was stolen.20 minutes later
    > when she called her hubby, from a pay phone telling him what
    > had happened, hubby says 'I received your text Asking
    > about our Pin number and I've replied a little while
    > ago.'
    >               When they rushed down to the bank, the bank
    > staff told them all the money was already withdrawn. The
    > thief had actually used the stolen cell phone to text
    > 'hubby' in the
    >               contact list and got hold of the pin number.
    > Within 20 minutes he had withdrawn all the money from their
    > bank account.
    >
    >               Moral of the lesson:
    >               Do not disclose the relationship between you
    > and the people in your contact list. Avoid using names like
    > Home, Honey, Hubby,Sweetheart, Dad, Mom, etc.... And very
    > importantly, when sensitive info is being asked through
    > texts,CONFIRM by calling back. Also, when you're being
    > texted by friends or family to meet them somewhere, be sure
    > to call back to confirm that the message came from them. If
    > you don't reach them, be very careful about going places
    > to meet 'family and friends' who text you.
    >
    >               *PLEASE PASS THIS ON
    >               * I never thought about THAT! As of now, I no
    > longer have 'home' listed on my cell phone.

    January 26

    OLD FARMER'S ADVICE

    cid:1.3092690691@web82607.mail.mud.yahoo.com
    An Old Farmer's Advice:
    * Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight, and bull-strong.
    * Keep skunks and bankers and lawyers at a distance.
    * Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.

    * A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
    * Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled.
    * Meanness don't jes' happen overnight.
    * Forgive your enemies.  It messes up their heads.
    * Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
    * It don't take a very big person to carry a grudge.
    * You cannot unsay a cruel word.
    * Every path has a few puddles.
    * When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
    * The best sermons are lived, not preached.
    * Most of the stuff people worry about ain't never gonna happen, anyway.
    * Don't judge folks by their relatives.
    * Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
    * Live a good, honorable life.  Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.
    * Don't interfere with somethin' that ain't botherin' you none.
    * Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.
    * If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.
    * Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
    * The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every mornin''
    * Always drink upstream from the herd.
    * Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
    * Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it back in.
    * If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try orderin' somebody else's dog around.
    * Live simply.  Love generously.  Care deeply.  Speak kindly
    .

     

    January 25

    KING ARTHUR AND THE WITCH

    King Arthur and the Witch:

    Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.


    The question?....What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.

    He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.

    Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would have the answer.

    But the price would be high; as the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.

    The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.

    The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble o f the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend!

    Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.

    He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur.

    He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.

    Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's question thus:

    What a woman really wants, she answered....is to be in charge of her own life.

    Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared.

    And so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.

    The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened

    The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.

    Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day....or night?

    Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?

    What would YOU do?

    What Lancelot chose is below. BUT....make YOUR choice before you scroll down below. OKAY?
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    Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.

    Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.

    Now....what is the moral to this story?

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    The moral is.....

    If you don't let a woman have her own way....

    Things are going to get ugly

    January 24

    ENGLISH MADE EASY....

    English easy?




    THIS IS GREAT!!!
    Read all the way to the end............... This took a lot of
    work to put together!!!
    You think English is easy???

    Read to the end . . . a new twist

    1) The bandage was wound around the wound.

    2) The farm was used to produce produce .

    3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.

    4) We must polish the Polish furniture.

    5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.

    6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.

    7) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to
    present the present .

    8) A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.

    9) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.

    10) I did not object to the object.

    11) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.

    12) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row

    13) They were too close to the door to close it.

    14) The buck does funny things when the does are present.

    15) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.

    16) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.

    17) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.

    18) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.

    19) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.

    20) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

    Let's face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant,
    nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins
    weren't invented in England or French
    fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't
    sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its
    paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square
    and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

    And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce
    and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural
    of booth, beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2
    indices?
    Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you
    have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do
    you call it?

    If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats
    vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
    Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum
    for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and
    play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run
    and feet that smell?

    How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a
    wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a
    language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill
    in a form by filling it out and in which, an alarm goes off by going on.

    English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the
    creativity of the human race, which, of course, is not a race at all. That
    is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are
    out, they are invisible.

    PS. - Why doesn't 'Buick' rhyme with 'quick' ? Why doesn't Beard rhyme with
    Heard?

    You lovers of the English language might enjoy this. There is a two-letter
    word that perhaps has more meanings than any other two-letter word, and that
    is
    'UP.'

    It's easy to understand UP, meaning toward the sky or at the top of the
    list, but when we awaken in the morning, why do we wake UP ? At a meeting,
    why does a topic come UP ? Why do we speak UP and why are the officers UP
    for election and why is it UP to the secretary to write UP a report ?

    We call UP our friends. And we use it to brighten UP a room, polish UP the
    silver; we warm UP the leftovers and clean UP the kitchen. We lock UP the
    house and some guys fix UP the old car. At other times the little word has
    real special meaning. People stir UP trouble, line UP for tickets, work UP
    an appetite, and think UP excuses. To be dressed is one thing, but to be
    dressed UP is special.


    And this UP is confusing: A drain must be opened UP because it is stopped
    UP. We open UP a store in the morning but we close it UP at night.

    We seem to be pretty mixed UP about UP !
    To be knowledgeable about the proper uses of UP, look the word UP in the
    dictionary. In a desk-sized dictionary, it takes UP almost 1/4th of the
    page and can add UP to about thirty definitions. If you are UP to it, you
    might try building UP a list of the many ways UP is used. It will take UP a
    lot of your time, but if you don't give UP, you may wind UP with a hundred
    or more. When it threatens to rain, we say it is clouding UP . When the sun
    comes out we say it is clearing UP...

    When it rains, it wets the earth and often messes things UP.

    When it doesn't rain for awhile, things dry UP.

    One could go on and on, but I'll wrap it UP, for now my time is UP,
    so......it is time to shut UP!

    Oh . .. . one more thing:

    What is the first thing you do in the morning & the last thing you do at
    night? U-P
    January 23

    LIBERALS AND CONSERVATIVES -- WHICH ONE ARE YOU?

    Best Definition Yet!
     
    HISTORY 101
      
    For those that don't know about history ... Here is a
    condensed version:
     
    Humans originally existed as members of small bands of
    nomadic hunters/gatherers. They lived on deer in the mountains during the
    summer and would go to the coast and live on fish and lobster in the winter.
     
    The two most important events in all of history were the
    invention of beer and the invention of the wheel. The wheel was invented to
    get man to the beer. These were the foundation of modern civilization and
    together were the catalyst for the splitting of humanity into two distinct
    subgroups:
     
    1. Liberals
     
    2. Conservatives
     
    Once beer was discovered, it required grain and that was the
    beginning of agriculture. Neither the glass bottle nor aluminum can were
    invented yet, so while our early humans were sitting around waiting for them
    to be invented, they just stayed close to the brewery. That's how villages
    were formed.
     
    Some men spent their days tracking and killing animals to
    B-B-Q at night while they were drinking beer. This was the beginning of what
    is known as the Conservative movement.
     
    Other men who were weaker and less skilled at hunting
    learned to live off the conservatives by showing up for the nightly B-B-Q's
    and doing the sewing, fetching, and hair dressing. This was the beginning of
    the Liberal movement.
     
    Some of these liberal men eventually evolved into women. The
    rest became known as girlie-men. Some noteworthy liberal achievements
    include the domestication of cats, the invention of group therapy, group
    hugs, and the concept of Democratic voting to decide how to divide the meat
    and beer that conservatives provided.
     
    Over the years conservatives came to be symbolized by the
    largest, most powerful land animal on earth, the elephant. Liberals are
    symbolized by the jackass.
     
    Modern liberals like imported beer (with lime added), but
    most prefer white wine or imported bottled water. They eat raw fish but like
    their beef well done. Sushi, tofu, and French food are standard liberal
    fare. Another interesting evolutionary side note: most of their women have
    higher testosterone levels than their men. Most social workers, personal
    injury attorneys, journalists, dreamers in Hollywood, sail boaters, and
    group therapists are liberals. Liberals invented the designated hitter rule
    because it wasn't fair to make the pitcher also bat.
     
    Conservatives drink domestic beer, mostly Bud which now has
    been bought by gay Germans. They eat red meat and still provide for their
    women. Conservatives are big-game hunters, rodeo cowboys, lumberjacks,
    construction workers, firemen, medical doctors, police officers, corporate
    executives, athletes, members of the military, airline pilots and generally
    anyone who works productively. Conservatives who own companies hire other
    conservatives who want to work for a living.
     
    Liberals produce little or nothing. They like to govern the
    producers and decide what to do with the production. Liberals believe
    Europeans are more enlightened than Americans. That is why most of the
    liberals remained in Europe when conservatives were coming to America .
    They crept in after the Wild West was tamed and created a business of trying
    to get more for nothing.
     
    Here ends today's lesson in world history:
     
    It should be noted that a Liberal may have a momentary urge
    to angrily respond to the above before forwarding it.
     
    A Conservative will simply laugh and be so convinced of the
    absolute truth of this history that it will be forwarded immediately to
    other true believers and to more liberals just to tick them off.
     
    And there you have it. Let your next action reveal your true
    self.

    January 21

    WWII TANK FOUND AFTER 62 YEARS

    Be sure to look at all the pictures at the bottom:

     WWII   Tank Found  after 62 Years.
           WW  II Russian tank with German  markings uncovered after 62  years. WW  II Buffs will  find  this  interesting.
     Even  after 62 years (and a little  tinkering), they were able to   fire  up the diesel   engine!

    A  Komatsu D375A-2 bulldozer pulled  the abandoned tank from  its tomb under the  boggy  bank of a lake  near Johvi , Estonia . The  Soviet-built T34/76A tank had been  resting  
     at  the  bottom of the lake for 56 years. According to its   specifications, it's a 27-ton machine  with a top speed of  53km/hr.

    From  February to September 1944, heavy  battles were fought in the  narrow, 50  km-wide, Narva front in the  northeastern part of   Estonia . Over  100,000 men  were  killed and 300,000  men were wounded there. During battles in  the summer of  1944,
      the  tank was captured from the Soviet army  and used by the German  army. (This  is the reason that there  are German markings painted on the  tank's exterior.)  On  19th September, 1944,  German troops began an organized retreat  along the Narva  front.  It is suspected  that the tank was then purposefully driven  into the lake to  conceal it  when its captors left  the area.

    At  that time, a local boy walking by the  lake, Kurtna Matasjarv,  noticed tank tracks  leading  into the lake  but not coming out anywhere. For two months he  saw air bubbles  emerging  from the lake.  This gave him reason to believe that there must  be an armored  vehicle  at the lake's  bottom. A few years ago, he told the story to  the leader of the  local war  history club  'Otsing'. Together with other club members, Mr.  Igor Shedunov  initiated diving  expeditions to  the bottom of the lake about a year ago. At the  depth of 7  metres they  discovered the tank  resting under a 3 metre layer of   peat.

    Enthusiasts  from the club, under Mr  Shedunov's leadership, decided to pull  the tank out.  In  September of 2000  they turned to Mr. Aleksander  Borovkovthe, manager of the Narva  
     open  pit company AS  Eesti Polevkivi, to rent the company's  Komatsu D375A-2  bulldozer. (Currently  used at the pit, the  Komatsu dozer was manufactured in 1995,  and  has recorded  19,000  operating hours without major   repairs.)

    The  pulling operation began at 09:00 and  was concluded at 15:00,  with several technical  breaks. The weight of the  tank, combined with the travel  incline, made for a  pulling  operation that  required significant muscle. The D375A-2  handled the operation  with  power and style.  The weight of the fully-armed tank was around  30 tons, so  the  active force  required to retrieve it was similar. A main  requirement for the  68-ton dozer  was to have enough  weight to prevent slippage while moving up  the  hill.

    After  the tank surfaced, it turned out  to be a 'trophy tank' that  had been captured by  the  German army in the  course of the battle at Sinimaed (Blue  Hills) about six weeks  before  it was sunk in  the lake. Altogether, 116 shells were found on  board.  Remarkably, the  tank was in good condition, with  NO RUST, and alll systems  (except the engine) in  working  condition. This  is a very rare machine, especially considering  that it fought  both  on the Russian and  the German sides. Plans are underway to  fully restore the  tank.  It will be  displayed at a war history museum in the  Gorodenko village on  the left  bank of the River  Narv.


    Preparing  to pull it  out.


    People  from the nearby village come  to  watch.



    Komatsu  D375A-2 is ready  to go.


    Here  it  comes...


    Through  the muddy bank of the   lake






    In  mint  condition.


    Hosing  off 62 years worth of   'muck.'


    Incredibly,  after a few minor  repairs, they were able to start its  diesel engine.  


    Pretty   amazing...

    January 20

    BUBBA HAD SHINGLES

    Bubba Had Shingles
    Those of us who spend much time in a doctor's office should appreciate this!  Doesn't it seem more and more that physicians are running their practices like an assembly line?  Here's what happened to Bubba:


    Bubba walked into a doctor's office and the receptionist asked him what he had.  Bubba said: 'Shingles.'  So she wrote down his name, address, medical insurance number and told him to have a seat.


    Fifteen minutes later a nurse's aide came out and asked Bubba what he had.
    Bubba said, 'Shingles.'  So she wrote down his height, weight, a complete medical history and told Bubba to wait in the examining room.


    A half hour later a nurse came in and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said, 'Shingles..'  So the nurse gave Bubba a blood test, a blood pressure test, an electrocardiogram, and told Bubba to take off all his clothes and wait for the doctor.


    An hour later the doctor came in and found Bubba sitting patiently in the nude and asked Bubba what he had.  Bubba said, 'Shingles.'  The doctor asked, 'Where?'
    Bubba said, 'Outside on the truck.  Where do you want me to unload 'em??'



    I'm still laughing!! 

    January 19

    GUN CONTROL -- HOW IS IT TRUELY GOING DOWN UNDER?

     SINCE ITS BEEN A FEW YEARS AGO IN THE LAND DOWN UNDER PASSED GUN CONTROL, I AM TRUELY WONDERING HOW ITS IS WORKING.  I GOT THIS AS AN EMAIL, BUT FROM MY FRIENDS DOWNUNDER, IS IT GOOD, BAD, OR INDIFFERENT.  IS THERE  A MOVEMENT TO RESTORE GUNS BACK TO BE ABLE TO OWN THEM.  I HOPE TO GET RESPONSES FROM SOME OF YOU.  TAKE CARE,  RALPH

     

     

    OH BOY, IS THIS GOING TO CAUSE A BUNCH OF HATE AND DISCONTENT....FOR ALL YOU GUN HATERS, WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS????  IS THE HISTORY PART WRONG,??? WHAT IS  WRONG WITH THE REST???

     

    -} 

    A LITTLE GUN HISTORY 
      
    In 1929, the Soviet Union established gun control. From 1929 to 1953,    about 20 million dissidents, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated. 
        ------------------------------ 
      
    In 1911, Turkey established gun control. From 1915 to 1917, 1.5 million Armenians, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated. 
        ------------------------------ 
       ;
    Germany established gun control in 1938 and from 1939 to 1945, a total of 13 million Jews and others who were unable to defend themselves were rounded up and exterminated. 
        ------------------------------ 
      
    China established gun control in 1935. From 1948 to 1952, 20 million political dissidents, unable to defend themselves, 
    Were rounded up and exterminated 
        ------------------------------ 
      
    Guatemala established gun control in 1964. From 1964 to 1981, 100,000     Mayan Indians, unable to defend themselves, 
    Were rounded up and exterminated. 
        ---- ------------ - ------------- 
      
    Uganda established gun control in 1970.  From 1971 to 1979, 300,000 Christians, unable to defend themselves, were 
    Rounded up and exterminated. 
        ------------------------
      
    Cambodia established gun control in 1956. From 1975 to 1977, one million educated' people, unable to defend 
    Themselves, were rounded up and   exterminated. 
        ----------------------------- 
      
    Defenseless people rounded up and exterminated in the 20th Century because of gun control: 56 million. 
        ------------------------------ 
      
    It has now been 12 months since gun owners in Australia were forced by new law to surrender 640,381 personal firearms to be destroyed by their own government, a program costing Australia taxpayers more than $500 million dollars The first year results are now in: 
      
      
    List of 7 items:  
      
    Australia-wide, homicides are up 3.2 percent 
      
    Australia-wide, assaults are up 8.6 percent 
      
    Australia-wide, armed robberies are up 44 percent (yes, 44 percent)! 
      
    In the state of Victoria alone, homicides with firearms are now up 300 percent. Note that while the law-abiding citizens turned them in, the criminals did not, and criminals still possess their guns! 
      
    While figures over the previous 25 years showed a steady decrease in armed robbery with firearms, this has changed drastically upward in the past 12 months, since criminals now are guaranteed that their prey is unarmed. 
      
    There has also been a dramatic increase in break-ins and assaults of the ELDERLY. Australian politicians are at a loss to explain how public safety has decreased, after such monumental effort, and expense was expended in successfully 
    Ridding Australian society of guns The Australian experience and the other historical facts above prove it. 
      
    You won't see this datum on the US evening new s, or hear politicians disseminating this information. 
      
    Guns in the hands of honest citizens save lives and property and, yes, gun-control laws adversely affect only the 
    Law-abiding citizens. 
      
    Take note my fellow Americans, before it's too late! 
      
    The next time someone talks in favor of gun control, please remind them of this history lesson. 
      
    With guns, we are 'citizens'. Without them, we are 'subjects'. 
      
    During WWII the Japanese decided not to invade America because they knew most Americans were ARMED! 
      
    If you value your freedom, Please spread this anti-gun control message to all of your friends. 
      
        
    The purpose of fighting is to win. There is no possible victory in defense. The sword is more importa nt than the shield, and skill is more important than either. The final weapon is the brain. All else is supplemental. 
      
    As John Steinbeck once said: 
      
      1. Don't pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he'll  just kill you. 
      
      2. If you find yourself in a fair fight, your tactics suck. 
      
      3. I carry a gun because a cop is too heavy. 
      
      4. When seconds count, the cops are just minutes away. 
      
      5. A reporter did a human-interest piece on the Texas Rangers. The reporter recognized the Colt Model 1911 the  Ranger was carrying and asked him 'Why do you carry a 45?' The Ranger responded, 'Because they don't make a 46.' 
      
      6. An armed man will kill an unarmed man with monotonous regularity. 
      
      7. The old sheriff was attending an awards dinner when a lady commented on his wearing his sidearm. 'Sheriff,   I see you have your pistol. Are you expecting trouble?' 'No Ma'am. If I were expecting trouble, I would have brought  my rifle.' 
      
      8. Beware the man who only has one gun. HE PROBABLY KNOWS HOW TO USE IT!!! 
      
      But wait, there's more! 
      
    I was once asked by a lady visiting if I had a gun in the house. I said I did. She said 'Well I certainly hope it isn't loaded!' 
    To which I said, 'Of course it is loaded, can't work without bullets!' She then asked,  'Are you that afraid of someone evil 
    coming into your house?' My reply was, 'No, not at all. I am not afraid of the house catching fire either, but I  have fire extinguishers around, and they are all loaded too' To which I'll add, having a gun in the house that isn't loaded is like having a car in the garage without gas in the tank. 
      
    I'm a firm believer of the 2nd Amendment! If you are too, please forward.
    January 18

    THE BUZZARD, THE BAT, AND BUMBLEBEE

    The Buzzard, Bat, and Bumblebee
    THE BUZZARD:

    If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet. Without space to run, as is its habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top.

    THE BAT:

    The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place. If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air. Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.

    THE BUMBLEBEE:

    A bumblebee, if dropped into an open tumbler, will be there until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near the bottom. It will seek a way where none exists, until it completely destroys itself.

    PEOPLE:

    In many ways, we are like the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee. We struggle about with all our problems and frustrations, never realizing that all we have to do is look up!

    Sorrow looks back, Worry looks around, But faith looks up!

    Live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly and trust in our Creator who loves us.


    SEND THIS TO A FRIEND.............I did.

    Today is God's gift, that's why we call it the present.

     ENJOY EACH DAY WITH ALL ITS ADVENTURES.

     

     

    January 17

    FOOTBALL AND THE BLONDE

    FOOTBALL AND THE BLONDE......

    Out of all the blonde jokes, this one has to be the best!
     
    Football FINALLY makes sense..........

     

    A guy took his blonde girlfriend to her first football game. They had great seats

    right behind their team's bench. After the game, he asked her how she liked the experience.
     
    'Oh, I really liked it,' she replied, 'especially the tight pants and all the big muscles,

    but I just couldn't understand why they were killing each other over 25 cents!

    Dumbfounded, her date asked, 'What do you mean?'

    'Well, they flipped a coin, one team got it and then for the rest of the game,

    all they kept screaming was: 'Get the quarterback! Get the quarterback!' I'm like...Helloooooooooooooo? It's only 25 freaking cents!!!!!!

    January 16

    THE FENCE

    The Fence


                           
     Thought y'all should read this in case you're thinking of installing an  
     electric fence! We have the standard 6ft. Fence in the backyard, and a    
     few months ago, I heard about burglaries increasing dramatically in the  
     entire city.                                                              
                                                                               
     To make sure this never happened to me, I got an electric fence and ran a
     single wire along the top of the fence.   Actually, I got the biggest    
     cattle charger Tractor Supply Co. had in stock, it was made for 26 miles  
     of fence. I then used an 8 ft. Long ground round, drove 7.5 feet into the
     ground. The ground rod is the key, with the more you have in the ground,  
     the better the fence works.                                              
                                                                               
     One day I'm mowing the back yard with my cheapo Wal-Mart 6hp bigwheel    
     pushmower.  The hot wire is broken and laying out in the yard. I knew for
     a fact that I unplugged the charger.  I pushed the mower around the wire  
     and reached down to grab it, to throw it out of the way. It seems as      
     though I hadn't remembered to unplug it after all.                        
                                                                               
     Now I'm standing there, I've got the running lawnmower in my right hand  
     and the 1.7 gigavolt fence wire in the other hand.  Keep in mind the      
     charger is about the size of a marine battery and has a picture of an    
     upside down cow on fire on the cover.  Time stood still.  The first thing
     I notice is my testicles trying to climb up the front side of my body. My
     ears curled downwards and I could feel the lawnmower ignition firing in  
     the backside of my brain.  Every time that Briggs & Stratton rolled over,
     I could feel the spark in my head.  I was literally at one with the      
     engine. It seems as though the fence charger and the POS lawnmower were  
     fighting over who would control my electrical impulses.                  
                                                                               
     Science says you cannot   poop and pee at the same time..  I beg to      
     differ. Not only did I do all at once, but my bowels emptied 3 different  
     times in less than half of a second.  It was a Matrix kind of bowel      
     movement, where time is creeping along and you're all leaned back.        
     .                                                                        
     It seemed like there were minutes in between but in reality it was so    
     close together it was like exhaust pulses from a big block Chevy turning  
     8 grand.                                                                  
                                                                               
     At this point I'm about 30 minutes (maybe 2 seconds) into holding onto    
     the fence wire.  My hand is wrapped around the wire palm down so I cant  
     let go.  I grew up on a farm so I know all about electric fences... But  
     Dad always had those POS chargers made by International or whoever that  
     were like 9 volts and just kinda tickled.  This I could not let go of.    
     The 8 foot long ground rod is now accepting signals from me through the  
     permadamp Ark-La-Tex river bottom soil.  At this  point I'm thinking I'm  
     going to have to just man up and take it, until the lawnmower runs out of
     gas.                                                                      
                                                                               
     'Darn!,' I think, as I remember I just filled the tank!  Now the          
     lawnmower is starting to run rough.  It has settled into a loping run    
     pattern as if it had some kind of big lawnmower race cam in it.  Covered  
     in poop   &  pee, and with my testicless on my chest I think 'Oh God      
     please die... Pleeeeze die'.   But nooooo, it settles into the rough      
     lumpy cam idle nicely and remains there, like a big bore roller cam EFI  
     motor waiting for the go command from its owner's right foot.            
                                                                               
     So here I am in the middle of July, 104 degrees, 80% humidity, standing  
     in my own backyard, begging God to kill me.   God did not take me that    
     day... He left me there covered in my own fluids to writhe in the misery  
     my own stupidity had created.                                            
                                                                               
     I honestly don't know how I got loose from the wire... I woke up laying  
     on the ground hours later.  The lawnmower was beside me, out of gas.  It  
     was later on in the day and I was sunburned.  There were two large dead  
     grass spots where I had been standing, and then another long skinny dead  
     spot were the wire had layed while I was on the ground still holding on  
     to it.   I assume I finally had a seizure and in the resulting thrashing  
     had somehow let go of the wire.   Upon waking from my electrically        
     induced sleep I realized a few things.                                    
                                                                               
     1- Three of my teeth seem to have melted.                                
                                                                               
     2- I now have cramps in the bottoms of my feet and my right butt cheek    
     (not the left, just the right)..                                          
                                                                               
     3- Poop  & pee  when mixed together, do not smell as bad as you might    
     think.                                                                    
                                                                               
     4- My left eye will not open.                                            
                                                                               
     5- My right eye will not close.                                          
                                                                               
     6- The lawnmower runs like  a spotted ape now.  Seriously! I think our    
     little session cleared out some carbon fouling or something, because it  
     was better than new after that.                                          
                                                                               
     7- My testicles are still smaller than average yet they are almost a foot
     long                                                                      
                                                                               
     8- I can turn on the TV in the gameroom by farting while thinking of the  
     number 4 (still dont understand this?)                                    
                                                                               
     That day changed my life. I now have a newfound respect for things.  I    
     appreciate the little things more, and  now I always triple check to make
     sure the fence is unplugged before I mow.                                
                                                                               
     The good news, is that if a burglar does try to come over the fence, I    
     can clearly visualize what my security system will do to him, and THAT    
     gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling all over, which also reminds me to      
     triple check before I  mow.
    January 15

    HOW BUSINESS IS CONDUCTED IN ILLINOIS!

    How business is conducted in Illinois






     


     Since we are in the headlines lately.... this is how it's done....


     



    Three contractors are bidding to fix a broken fence



    at the Mansion in Springfield. One from Springfield, another from Elgin, and the third from Chicago .They go with an official from the 
    Governor's staff to examine the fence.
     
    The Springfield contractor takes out a tape measure and does some
    measuring,  then works some figures with a pencil.
     
    'Well', he says, 'I figure the job will run about $900: $400 for
    materials,$400 for my crew and $100 profit for me.'
     
    The Elgin contractor also does some measuring and figuring, then
    says,  'I can do this job for $700: $300 for materials, $300 for my crew
     and $100  profit
    for me.'
     
    The Chicago contractor doesn't measure or figure, but leans over to
    the  Governor's young staff member and whispers, '$2,700'
     
    The inexperienced idiot, incredulous, says, 'You didn't even
    measure
    like  the other guys! How did you come up with such a high figure?'
     
    The Chicago contractor whispers back, '$1000 for me, $1000 for you, and
    we   hire the cheap guy from Elgin
    to fix the fence.'
     
    'Done!' replies the youngster!
     

    And that, my friends, is how business is done in Illinois !!!

    JIM -- THE THOUGHTFUL HUSBAND

    > Jim -The Thoughtful Husband...
    >
    >
    >
    > It is important for men to remember that, as women grow older, it
    > becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping
    > as when they were younger. When you notice this, try not to yell at
    > them. Some are over-sensitive, and there's nothing worse than an
    > over-sensitive woman.
    >
    >
    >
    > My name is Jim. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my
    > wife, Christine. When I retired a few years ago, it became necessary
    > for Christine to get a full-time job along with her part-time job,
    > both for extra income and for the health benefits that we needed.
    >
    >
    >
    > Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show
    > her age. I usually get home from the golf club about the same time she
    > gets home from work and although she knows how hungry I am, she almost
    > always says she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts
    > dinner. I don't yell at her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and
    > just wake me when she gets dinner on the table. I generally have lunch
    > in the Men's Grill at the club so eating out twice is not reasonable.
    > I'm ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door.
    >
    > She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now it's
    > not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after
    > dinner. I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times
    > each evening that they won't clean themselves. I know she really
    > appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done
    > before she goes to bed.
    >
    >
    >
    > Another symptom of aging is complaining, I think. For example she will
    > say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills
    > during her lunch hour. But, boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so
    > I just smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out
    > over two or even three days. That way she won't have to rush so much.
    > I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then wouldn't
    > hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to think tact is one of
    > my strong points.
    >
    >
    >
    > When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest
    > periods. She had to take a break when she was only half finished
    > mowing the lawn. I try not to make a scene. I'm a fair man. I tell her
    > to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade
    > and just sit for a while. And, as long as she is making one for
    > herself, she may as well make one for me too.
    >
    >
    >
    > I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support
    > Christine. I'm not saying that showing this much consideration is
    > easy. Many men will find it difficult. Some will even find it
    > impossible! Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating women get as
    > they get older.
    >
    >
    >
    > However, guys, even if you just use a little more tact and less
    > criticism of your aging wife because of this article, I will consider
    > that writing it was well worthwhile. After all, we are put on this
    > earth to help each other.
    >
    >
    >
    > Signed,
    >
    > Jim
    >
    >
    >
    > EDITOR'S NOTE:
    >
    > Jim died suddenly on May 27 of a perforated rectum.The police report
    > says he was found with a Calloway extra long 50-inch Big Bertha Driver
    > II golf club jammed up his rear end, with barely 5 inches of grip
    > showing and a sledge hammer laying nearby. His wife Christine was
    > arrested and charged with murder. The all-woman jury took only 15
    > minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defense that Jim
    > somehow, without looking, accidentally sat down on his golf club.
    January 13

    US AUTO INDUSTRY

    Incredible editorial from a Ford Dealer in the Pittsburgh Region....
    Well written "Letter to the Editor" from Elkins Fordland.
     
     
    Please feel free to forward to all your friends.
     
     
    Editor:
     
    As I watch the coverage of the fate of the U.S. auto industry, one
    alarming and frustrating fact hits me right between the eyes.
    The fate of our nation's economic survival is in the hands of some
    congressmen who are completely out of touch and act without knowledge
    of an industry that affects almost every person in our nation.
    The same lack of knowledge is shared with many journalists whom are
    irresponsible when influencing the opinion of millions of viewers.
    Sen. Richard Shelby of Alabama has doomed the industry, calling it a
    dinosaur. No Mr. Shelby, you are the dinosaur, with ideas stuck in the
    '70s, '80s and '90s. You and the uninformed journalist and senators
    that hold onto myths that are not relevant in today's world.
     
    When you say that the Big Three build vehicles nobody wants to buy,
    you must have overlooked that GM outsold Toyota by about 1.2 million
    vehicles in the U.S. and Ford outsold Honda by 850,000 and Nissan by
    1.2 million in the U.S. GM was the world's No. 1 automaker beating Toyota by
    3,000 units.
     
    When you claim inferior quality comes from the Big Three, did you
    realize that Chevy makes the Malibu and Ford makes the Fusion that
    were both rated over the Camry and Accord by J.D. Power independent survey
    on initial quality? Did you bother to read the Consumer Report that
    rated Ford on par with good Japanese automakers.
     
    Did you realize Big Three's gas guzzlers include the 33 mpg Malibu
    that beats the Accord. And for '09 Ford introduces the Hybrid Fusion whose
    39 mpg is the best midsize, beating the Camry Hybrid. Ford's Focus beats
    the Corolla and Chevy's Cobalt beats the Civic.
     
    When you ask how many times are we going to bail them out you must be
    referring to 1980. The only Big Three bailout was Chrysler, who paid
    back $1 billion, plus interest. GM and Ford have never received government
    aid.
     
    When you criticize the Big Three for building so many pickups, surely
    you've noticed the attempts Toyota and Nissan have made spending
    billions to try to get a piece of that pie. Perhaps it bothers you
    that for 31 straight years Ford's F-Series has been the best selling
    vehicle. Ford and GM have dominated this market and when you see the new '09
    F-150 you'll agree this won't change soon. Did you realize that both GM and
    Ford offer more hybrid models than Nissan or Honda. Between 2005 and 2007, Ford alone has invested more
    than $22 billion in research and development of technologies such as
    Eco Boost, flex fuel, clean diesel, hybrids, plug in hybrids and hydrogen
    cars.
     
    It's 2008 and the quality of the vehicles coming out of Detroit are
    once again the best in the world.
     
    Perhaps Sen. Shelby isn't really that blind. Maybe he realizes the
    quality shift to American. Maybe it's the fact that his state of
    Alabama has given so much to land factories from Honda, Hyundai and Mercedes
    Benz that he is more concerned about their continued growth than he is
    about the people of our country. Sen. Shelby's disdain for "government
    subsidies" is very hypocritical. In the early '90s he was the driving
    force behind a $253 million incentive package to Mercedes. Plus, Alabama agreed to
    purchase 2,500 vehicles from Mercedes. While the bridge loan the Big
    Three is requesting will be paid back, Alabama 's $180,000-plus per job was
    pure incentive. Sen. Shelby, not only are you out of touch, you are a
    self-serving hypocrite, who is prepared to ruin our nation because of lack of knowledge and lack of
    due diligence in making your opinions and decisions.
     
    After 9/11, the Detroit Three and Harley Davidson gave $40
    million-plus emergency vehicles to the recovery efforts. What was given to the 9/11
    relief effort by the Asian and European Auto Manufactures. $0 Nada. Zip!
     
    We live in a world of free trade, world economy and we have not been
    able to produce products as cost efficiently. While the governments of
    other auto producing nations subsidize their automakers, our government may
    be ready to force its demise. While our automakers have paid union wages,
    benefits and legacy debt, our Asian competitors employ cheap labor. We are
    at an extreme disadvantage in production cost. Although many UAW concessions begin
    in 2010, many lawmakers think it's not enough. Some point the blame to
    corporate management. I would like to speak of Ford Motor Co. The company
    has streamlined by reducing our workforce by 51,000 since 2005, closing 17
    plants and cutting expenses. Product and future product is excellent and the
    company is focused on one Ford. This is a company poised for success. Ford
    product quality and corporate management have improved light years since the
    nightmare of Jacques Nasser. Thank you Alan Mulally and the best auto
    company management team in the business.
     
    The financial collapse caused by the secondary mortgage fiasco and the
    greed of Wall Street has led to a $700 billion bailout of the industry
    that created the problem. AIG spent nearly $1 million on three company
    excursions to lavish resorts and hunting destinations. Paulson is saying no
    to $250 billion foreclosure relief and the whole thing is a mess. So when the Big
    Three ask for 4 percent of that of the $700 billion, $25 billion to save the
    country's largest industry, there is obviously oppositions. But does it make
    sense to reward the culprits of the problem with $700 billion
    unconditionally, and ignore the victims?
     
    As a Ford dealer, I feel our portion of the $25 billion will never be
    touched and is not necessary. Ford currently has $29 billion of
    liquidity. However, the effect of a bankruptcy by GM will hurt the
    suppliers we all do business with. A Chapter 11 bankruptcy by any manufacture would
    cost retirees their health care and retirements. Chances are GM would
    recover from Chapter 11 with a better business plan with much less expense.
    So who foots the bill if GM or all three go Chapter 11? All that extra
    health care, unemployment, loss of tax base and some forgiven debt goes back
    to the taxpayer, us. With no chance of repayment, this would be much worse
    than a loan with the intent of  repayment. So while it is debatable whether a loan or Chapter 11 is
    better for the Big Three, a $25 billion loan is definitely better for
    the taxpayers and the economy of our country. So I'll end where I
    began on the quality of the products of Detroit .
     
    Before you, Mr. or Ms. Journalist continue to misinform the American
    public and turn them against one of the great industries that helped
    build this nation, I must ask you one question.
    Before you, Mr. or Madam Congressman vote to end health care and
    retirement benefits for 1 million retirees, eliminate 2.5 million of
    our nation's jobs, lose the technology that will lead us in the future and
    create an economic disaster including hundreds of billions of tax
    dollars lost, I ask this question not in the rhetorical sense. I ask
    it in the sincere, literal way.
     
    Can you tell me, have you driven a Ford lately?
     
    Jim Jackson,
    Elkins Fordland

    January 12

    THE YELLOW SHIRT

    The yellow shirt  had long sleeves, four extra-large pockets trimmed in black thread
    and snaps up the front.  It was faded from years of wear, but still in decent shape.  I found it in 1963 when I was home from college on Christmas break, rummaging through bags of clothes Mom intended to give away.  'You're not taking that old thing, are you?' Mom said when she saw me packing the yellow shirt.  'I wore that when I was pregnant with your brother in 1954!'
     


     
      
     'It's just the thing to wear over my clothes during art class,  
     
     Mom.  Thanks!'  I slipped it into my suitcase before she could object. The yellow shirt be came a part of my college wardrobe.  I loved it. After graduation, I wore the shirt the day I moved into my new apartment and on Saturday mornings when I cleaned.     

    The next year, I married.  When I became pregnant, I wore the yellow shirt during big-belly days.  I missed Mom and the rest of my family, since we were in Colorado and they were in Illinois   But that shirt helped.  I smiled, remembering that Mother had worn it when she was pregnant, 15 years earlier. 
     
    That Christmas, mindful of the warm feelings the shirt had given me, I patched one elbow, wrapped it in holiday paper and sent it to Mom.  When Mom wrote to thank me for her 'real' gifts, she said the yellow shirt was lovely.  She never mentioned it again.  
     
    The next year, my husband, daughter and I stopped at Mom and Dad's to pick up some
    furniture.  Days later, when we uncrated the kitchen table, I noticed something yellow taped to its bottom.  The shirt! 
     
    And so the pattern was set.  
     
    On our next visit home, I secretly placed the shirt under Mom and Dad's mattress.  I don't know how long it took for her to find it, but almost two years passed before I discovered it under the base of our living-room floor lamp.  The yellow shirt was just what I needed now while refinishing furniture.  The walnut stains added character.  
     
    In 1975 my husband and I divorced.  With my three children, I prepared to move back to Illinois   As I packed, a deep depression overtook me. I wondered if I could make it on my own.   I wondered if I would find a job.  I paged through the Bible, looking for comfort.  In Ephesians, I read, 'So use every piece of God's armor to resist the enemy whenever he attacks, and when it is all over, you will be standing up.'  
     

    I tried to picture myself wearing God's armor, but all I saw was the stained yellow shirt.  Slowly, it dawned on me.  Wasn't my mother's love a piece of God's armor?  My courage was renewed.  
     
    Unpacking in our new home, I knew I had to get the shirt back to Mother.  The next time I visited her, I tucked it in her bottom dresser drawer.  
     
    Meanwhile, I found a good job at a radio station.  A year later I discovered the yellow shirt hidden in a rag bag in my cleaning closet.

     
    Something new had been added.  Embroidered in bright green across the breast pocket were the words 'I BELONG TO PAT.' 
     
    Not to be outdone, I got out my own embroidery materials and added an apostrophe and seven more letters.  Now the shirt proudly proclaimed, 'I BELONG TO PAT'S MOTHER.'  But I didn't stop there.  I zig-zagged all the frayed seams, then had a friend mail the shirt in a fancy box to Mom from Arlington , VA.   We enclosed an

    official looking letter from 'The Institute for the Destitute,' announcing that she was the recipient of an award for good deeds.  I would have given anything to see Mom's face when she opened the box.  But, of course, she never mentioned it.   

    Two years later, in 1978, I remarried.  The day of our wedding, Harold and I put our car in a friend's garage to avoid practical jokers. After the wedding, while my husband drove us to our honeymoon suite, I reached for a pillow in the car to rest my head.  It felt lumpy.  I unzipped the case and found, wrapped in wedding paper, the yellow shirt.  Inside a pocket was a note:  'Read John 14:27-29.  I love you both, Mother.'  
     
    That night I paged through the Bible in a hotel room and found the verses:  'I am leaving you with a gift: peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give isn't fragile like the peace the world gives.  So don't be troubled or afraid.  Remember what I told you: I am going away, but I will come back to you again.  If you really love me, you will be very happy for me, for now I can go to the Father, who is greater than I am. I have told you these things before they happen so that when they do, you will believe in me.'   
    The shirt was Mother's final gift.  She had known for three months that

    she had terminal Lou Gehrig's disease.  Mother died the following year at age 57.   
    I was tempted to send the yellow shirt with her to her grave.  But I'm glad I didn't, because it is a vivid reminder of the love-filled game she and I played for 16 years.  Besides, my older daughter is in college now, majoring in art.  And every art student needs a baggy yellow shirt with big pockets.  

    January 10

    CUSTODY HEARING IN DETROIT -- POOR CHILD

    Detroit, Mi. (AP) – A seven-year old boy was at the
    center of a County courtroom drama yesterday when he challenged a court
    ruling over who should have custody of him. The boy has a history
    of being beaten by his parents and the judge initially awarded
    custody to his aunt, in keeping with child custody law and regulation
    requiring that family unity be maintained to the highest degree possible.

    The boy surprised the court when he proclaimed that his
    aunt beat him more than his parents and he adamantly refused to live with
    her. When the judge then suggested that he live with his
    grandparents, the boy cried and said that they also beat h im. After
    considering  the remainder of the immediate family and learning that
    domestic violence was apparently a way of life among them, the judge took
    the unprecedented step of allowing the boy to propose who
    should have custody of him.


    After two recesses to check legal references and confer
    with the child and welfare officials, the judge granted temporary custody
    of the boy to the Detroit Lions, whom the boy firmly believes are not capable of
    beating anyone.