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Hire someone for a day whether you need it or not, you never know where it might go

All of my life I have been very independant.  I have built several homes, I cut and split my own firewood and I if something came along that needed to be done, I simply did it.  Some friends and I were talking about the down turn in the economy and counting our blessings that we.. read more →

30 Oct 2010
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The Pickle Jar

The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they.. read more →

28 Aug 2010
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Rocks and Sand

A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him. When class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, rocks about 2″ in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So.. read more →

20 Jun 2010
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Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow

There are two days in every week about which we should not worry. Two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension. One of these days is yesterday with its mistakes and cares, Its faults and blunders, Its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the.. read more →

10 Sep 2009
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Don’t Judge By The Looks

A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the president’s outer office. The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard and probably didn’t even deserve.. read more →

30 Jul 2009
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1000 marbles

How many marbles do you have? The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it’s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, of maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable… read more →

16 Jun 2009
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Information Please

When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used.. read more →

22 Apr 2009
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Christmas Envelope

It’s just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so. It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas-oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects.. read more →

24 Dec 2008
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An Old Lady’s Poem

What do you see, nurses, what do you see? What are you thinking when you’re looking at me? A crabby old woman, not very wise, Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes? Who dribbles her food and makes no reply”” Who seems not to notice the things that you do, And forever is losing a stocking.. read more →

10 Mar 2008
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