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Life is short. Each day is a gift!
Make a difference in someone's Life today.
Pursue Excellence.
Don't forget to have Fun!
Carpe Diem!
(Seize the day!)
The Mayonnaise Jar and 2 Cups of Coffee
When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a
day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the two cups of coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "YES."
The professor then produced with two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things.....your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions....and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full."
"The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else....the small stuff."
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you."
"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first...the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand".
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked."
"It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
"You say, 'If I had a little more, I should be very satisfied.'You make a mistake. If you are not content with what you have, you would not be satisfied if it were doubled."Charles H. Spurgeon
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK...(and maybe next week!) If you want happiness for an hour - take a nap.
If you want happiness for a day - go fishing.
If you want happiness for a month - get married.
If you want happiness for a year - inherit a fortune.
If you want happiness for a lifetime - help someone else.
Chinese Proverb
Ever wonder what happens when you leave your computer on all night? Click on the stick person above, click start and enjoy this amazing bit of imagination!
ALL I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT LIFE ...
I Learned From a Cow:
Don't just be one of the herd. Wake up in a happy mooo-d.
Some days can be udder frustration. Munch hay while the sun shines.
Live for-heifer young. Party 'till the cows come home.
Don't cry over spilled milk. The cream always rises to the top.
Don't stoop to a barnyard mentality. Turn the udder cheek and mooo-ve on.
Don't be bossy.
If it's good, milk it for all its worth!
If you need to get somewhere, hoof it.
Successful people are the moo-vers and shakers.
Don't take any bull from anybody. Following your heart will always steer you in the right direction.
He who lives with the herd learns to watch his step. Sometimes it's better to be seen and not herd.
And ...
Don't forget to cow-nt your blessings every day!
"A keen sense of humor helps us to overlook the unbecoming, understand the unconventional, tolerate the unpleasant, overcome the unexpected, and outlast the unbearable. ~Billy Graham
Whether you think you can....Or think you can't
YOU ARE RIGHT!
THE DAFFODIL PRINCIPLE
Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, “Mother, you must come see the daffodils before they are over.” I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. “I will come next Tuesday,” I promised, a little reluctantly, on her third call.
Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and so I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn’s house and hugged and greeted my grandchildren, I said, “Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see bad enough to drive another inch!
My daughter smiled calmly and said, “We drive in this all the time, Mother." "Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm heading for home!" I assured her. "I was hoping you’d take me over to the garage to pick up my car just a few blocks away. I’ll drive. I’m used to this
After several minutes, I had to ask, “Where are we going? This isn’t the way to the garage!” Carolyn ginned, “We’re going to my garage by way of the daffodils.”
"Carolyn, please turn around," I said sternly. Carolyn replied, "It's all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience."
After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand-lettered sign that read, "DAFFODIL GARDEN"
We got out of the car and each took a child’s hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, we turned a corner and I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight. It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over the mountain peak and slopes.
The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns — great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron, and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted as a group so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers. "But who has done this?" I asked Carolyn.
"It's just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house that looked small and modest in the midst of all that glory. We walked up to the house. On the patio, we saw a poster. “Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking” was the headline:
The first answer was a simple one. “50,000 bulbs!” it read.
The second answer was, “One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and very little brain.”
The third answer was, “Began in 1958."
There it was: THE DAFFODIL PRINCIPLE. For me, that moment was a life changing experience."
I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than 35 years before, had begun, one bulb at a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountain top. Just planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman had forever changed the world in which she lived. She had created something of ineffable magnificence, beauty, and inspiration.
The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration. That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time — often just one baby-step at a time — and learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world.
“It makes me sad in a way,” I admitted to Carolyn. “What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal 35 years ago and had worked away at it ‘one bulb at a time’ through all those years? Just think what I might have been able to achieve!” My daughter summed up the message in her direct way. “Start tomorrow,” she said.
It’s pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. To make learning a lesson a celebration instead of a cause for regret, simply ask, “How can I put this to use today?”
~By Jaroldeen Asplund Edwards —
Each One Reach One!(Or Two!) Please Help! Thanks in advance! Time is passing quickly and we need to find as many from The Class of 1975 as possible!If everyone finds just one person, imagine the difference it would make! Those of you on FACEBOOK, please pass the word! There will be a "surprise" reward to the one who convinces the most to "register" on this site! C'mon you guys!!!!
(There's no "reunion committee". We are attempting to pull off all planning and promotion via electronics or by phone! Please pass the word! Let's make this seemingly impossible task "POSSIBLE"! Believe in Miracles! THANKS FOR YOUR HELP!)
Elect Rocco for a positive change! Vote for Rocco on April 6,2010! Rocco Lamacchia is running for Alderman,5th District in Kenosha! Help Rocco get elected! Encourage others to do the same! Call him for a sign for your yard!
The "75 PHOTO GALLERY is now up and running! We need your pictures! Add your own pictures! Post whatever you like! Instructions are user friendly and easy to follow! Just follow the prompts! or send your pictures in! Thanks for all your help!
"If You Can" gathering with Rocco on Friday night at The Coins Sports Bar...details in the works...
Golf with Mike Huck and Rick Jake on Saturday morning. Details in the works! If interested,please let Mike or Rick know,send them an e-mail thru the site or contact Mike at: turfdoctor2003@yahoo.com
"Kenosha Night" is July 25,2010 at the Brewer's Game! It's really a 1:30pm game! What did you expect??clickhere for details!
Scroll down for information on other upcoming Bradford Class Reunions!
ANNOUNCEMENTS
Happy 29th Birthday,again,Chris !!!!!!
Happy Happy Birthday...from all of us to you! We wish it was our Birthday...So we could party, too!
Need a quick "Get Away"? if only in virtual reality!? ClickHereor ClickHereand enjoy!Have Fun!
May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life's passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!
Click below on Think Spring,hold your cursor down over the black "dirt" and count your blessings! May they be as numerous as the flowers of springtime!
Post your pictures! How else are we going to recognize each other at the reunion?
Here's a great site that is Free and allows you to refresh any pictures you like!Some of the Somewhere in Time pictures are refreshed, from the blur of 1972! Try it, it's so easy, even i could do it! No more excuses!It's called Picnik.com clickhere!
If you want to keep the music playing,use pop-out player and start music,then "minimize" it!
"Human flight in a machine might be evolved by the combined and continuous efforts of mathematicians in from one million to ten million years."—from an article in The New York Times, October 9, 1903
"We started assembly today." —from the diary of Orville Wright, October 9, 1903
(notice the above quotes are from the very same date!)
Aviation and Life...
A C-130 was lumbering along when a cocky F-16 flashed by.
The jet jockey decided to show off.
The fighter jock told the C-130 pilot, 'watch this!' and promptly went into a barrel roll followed by a steep climb. He then finished with a sonic boom as he broke the sound barrier. The F-16 pilotasked the C-130 pilot what he thought of that? The C-130 pilot said, 'That was impressive, but watch this!'The C-130 droned along for about 5 minutes and then the C-130pilot came back on and said: 'What did you think of that?'; Puzzled, the F-16 pilot asked, 'What the heck did you do?'
The C-130 pilot chuckled. 'I stood up, stretched my legs, walked to the back, took a leak, then got a cup of coffee and a cinnamon roll.'
Moral of the story... When you are young & foolish,speed & flash may seem a good thing!
When you get older & smarter - comfort & dull is not such a bad thing!
(Us older folks understand this one.)
BE THANKFUL... Be thankful that you don't already have
everything you desire if you did,
what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don't know something... For it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times...
During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations...
They give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge...
Which will build your strength and character.
Be thankful for your mistakes...
They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you're tired and weary...
Because it means you've given your all.
It's easy to be thankful for the 'good' things... Yet,a life of rich fulfillment comes to those
Who are thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive...
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles
And they can become your blessings.
~ Author Unknown
THE INDIANS AND THE WOLVES(this is from Rocco! Thanks, Rocco!)
A grandfather from the Cherokee Nation was talking with his grandson."A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy."It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.One wolf is evil and ugly: He is anger, envy, war, greed, self-pity, sorrow, regret, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, selfishness and arrogance.The other wolf is beautiful and good: He is joyful, peace, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, justice, benevolence, fairness, empathy, generosity, compassion, true, gratitude and deep vision."
"This same fight it going on inside you and in every other human being as well."
The grandson paused in deep reflection because of what his grandfather has just said.And then he finally cried out; "Oyee, Grandfather, which wolf will win?"
The elder Cherokee replied:"The wolf that you feed."
A few thoughts on Kindness...
I'd be dishonoring God if I didn't believe I was put here on Earth to help change the world. Nick Vujicic
No act of kindness, however small, is ever wasted. Aesop
Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless. Mother Teresa
I am only one; but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something. I will not refuse to do the something I can do. Helen Keller
If there is any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do to any fellow being, let me do it now, and not deter or neglect it, as I shall not pass this way again. William Penn
Seek not good from without; seek it within yourselves, or you will never find it. Epictetus (2nd century)
How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single minute before starting to improve the world. Anne Frank
He who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love. St. Basil (330-379), Greek religious leader
Just because an animal is large, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t want kindness; however big Tigger seems to be, remember that he wants as much kindness as Roo. Pooh's Little Instruction Book (inspired by A.A. Milne)
Remember there’s no such thing as a small act of kindness. Every act creates a ripple with no logical end. Scott Adams
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness. The Dalai Lama
What wisdom can you find that is greater than kindness? Jean Jacques Rousseau
Kindness can become its own motive. We are made kind by being kind. Eric Hoffer
One of the most difficult things to give away is kindness; it usually comes back to you. Anonymous
Deeds of kindness are equal in weight to all the commandments. The Talmud
We’re here for a reason. I believe a bit of the reason is to throw little torches out to lead people through the dark. Whoopi Goldberg
Kindness gives birth to kindness. Sophocles (447 BC)
Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has. Margaret Mead
Kindness is gladdening the hearts of those who are traveling the dark journey with us. Henri-Frederic Amiel
A kind and compassionate act is often its own reward. William John Bennett
Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference.Barbara DeAngelis
"Love is patient,Love is kind..." I Corinthians 13:4
TATER PEOPLE
Some people never seem motivated to participate, but are just content to watch while others do the work.
They are called "Spec Taters".
Some people never do anything to help, but are gifted at finding fault with the way others do the work.
They are called "Comment Taters".
Some people are very bossy and like to tell others what to do, but don't want to soil their own hands.
They are called "Dik Taters".
Some people are always looking to cause problems by asking others to agree with them. It is too hot or too cold, too sour or too sweet.
They are called "Agie Taters".
There are those who say they will help, but somehow just never get around to actually doing the promised help.
They are called "Hezzie Taters".
Some people can put up a front and pretend to be someone they are not.
They are called "Imma Taters".
Then there are those who love others and do what they say they will. They are always prepared to stop whatever they are doing and lend a helping hand. They bring real sunshine into the lives of others. They are called "Sweet Taters"!!!!!!
Mario and his Ladies!
The Macareno Family enjoying Family Day at UW-Whitewater!
Tammy,Danielle,Willy the WarHawk (not related), Brittany and Mario!
Thanks, Mario for the "stuff" posted on "Stuff U send" page!!
Class of "75 CheeseHeads...Rocco with Peggy and Jim Gombar at a recent Packer game!
Three men walk into a bar: a Frenchman, an Italian and an Irishman. Each orders one beer. Three flys fly into the bar and one fly lands in each man's beer.
The Italian man plucks the fly out of his beer, says "tutto e bene" (all is well)" and drinks the beer.
The Frenchman shows his beer with the bug still inside it to the bartender and demands another beer.
The Irishman yanks the bug out of the beer, grabs it by it's wings, shakes it while yelling
"Cough it up, you wee thievin' varmint"
Howie's Movies! They're Here!The 1975 Spy from Howie's Reunion video! Also if you haven't watched them,the 1995,20 year Reunion video...ALSO The 2005 Reunion video!!!! (Thanks Howie, and thanks, Steve for converting to usable format!!!)
Howie's pictures from Brat Stop and Reunion 2005 are here! Thanks, Howie! Help Please! (click on Brat Stop etc 2005)
Dave B. and some of the Ladies from "75
The Gombar Girls !!!
"Hey...How are You Doin?"
Rocco and Sons...Brett, Mark,Rocco Sr. and RoccoJr.!!!
Mary Jo and Rocco
"Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new."Albert Einstein
"Chat Room" capability..."talk" on-line...Instant Messaging! And "Official Reunion Registration"! YeeHah! Also, "LOST" classmates on the side of a Milk Carton!
Better sign up before your picture is posted! (as soon as i can figure out how to post them!)
Maybe it's true that life begins at fifty.
But everything else starts to wear out ... fall out, or spread out!
Here are three signs of old age.
The first is your loss of memory. I forget the other two.
You're getting old when you don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go along.
Middle age is when work is a lot less fun and fun is a lot more work.
Statistics show that at the age of seventy, there are five women to every man. Isn't that a bad time for a guy to get those odds?
You know you're getting on in years when the girls at the office start confiding in you.
Middle age is when it takes longer to rest than to get tired.
By the time a man is wise enough to watch his step, he's too old to go anywhere.
Middle age is when you have stopped growing at both ends, and have begun to grow in the middle.
A man has reached middle age when he is cautioned to slow down by his doctor instead of by the police.
You know you're into middle age when you realize that caution is the only thing you care to exercise.
13 Life Rules... Sometimes we just need to remember WHAT the Rules of Life really are....
1. Never give yourself a haircut after three margaritas.
2. You need only two tools. WD-40 and duct tape. If it doesn't move and it should, use WD-40. If it moves and shouldn't, use the tape .
3. The five most essential words for a healthy, vital relationship "I apologize" and "You are right."
4. Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.
5. When you make a mistake, make amends immediately. It's easier to eat crow while it's still warm.
6. Some really good advice that your mother gave you was, "Go! You might meet somebody!"
7. If he/she says that you are too good for him/her believe them.
8. Learn to pick your battles; ask yourself, 'Will this matter one year from now? How about one month? One week? One day?'
9. Never pass up an opportunity to pee.
10. If you woke up breathing,congratulations! You have another chance!
11. Living well really is the best revenge. Being miserable because of a bad or former relationship just might mean that the other person was right about you.
12. Work is good, but it's not that important.
13. And finally... Be really nice to your friends. You never know when you are going to need them to empty your bedpan.
Remember...your job won't take care of you when you are not feeling well...your friends and family will...(keep in touch...!)
"True friends are never apart, maybe in distance, but not in heart"
Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Henry David Thoreau
Please sign the Guest Book! It'seasy!Add a picture, a message or both!(click on sign guestbook, erase previous type, add whatever you like and follow directions...very easy!)
From the "just because" file....
WORDS TO LIVE BY
The most destructive habit.........Worry
The greatest Joy................Giving
The greatest loss...........Loss of self-respect
The most satisfying work..........Helping others
The ugliest personality trait..........Selfishness
The most endangered species.......Dedicated leaders
Our greatest natural resource........Our youth
The greatest "shot in the arm".......Encouragement
The greatest problem to overcome..........Fear
The most effective sleeping pill.........Peace of mind
The most crippling failure disease..........Excuses
The most powerful force in life.............Love
The most dangerous pariah.........A gossiper
The world's most incredible computer.....The brain
The worst thing to be without......... Hope
The deadliest weapon........The tongue
The two most power-filled words........."I Can"
The greatest asset..............Faith
The most worthless emotion............Self-pity
The most beautiful attire..............SMILE!
The most prized possession.......... Integrity
The most powerful channel of communication....Prayer
The most contagious spirit...........Enthusiasm!
TOP 11 REASONS NOT TO MISS OUR CLASS REUNION in July!
1. You'll laugh, cry, and reminisce with some of your oldest and/or newest friends.
2. It's okay to not remember or recognize someone. That's why name tags were invented! Hopefully there will be pictures on the nametags!
3. Feel better realizing you are not the only one who is single again, still married or never married! And most of us are just happy to be alive! Who cares about the other stuff!?
4. Rekindle or begin new relationships. Life is full of wonderful surprises!
5. Show everyone how sexy bald is! And reading glasses make us all look so mature!
6. Even if you had some negative experiences in high school, don't fret about it, you'll most likely laugh about it now. If not now, when?
7. Enjoy an evening out! (It'll be Fun! We promise!)
8. Use the reunion as an opportunity to get in better shape! (yes,round is a shape)although this reunion is not about waistlines,but about "Life" lines!
9. Humor the reunion committee; they usually are a bunch of deluded diehards who think everyone should show up to appreciate their efforts.
10. And finally, studies have shown that those who were initially hesitant about attending their reunions, discover it was the event that they wouldn't have missed! Those who choose not to show up, wish that they had done so...!
And 11. BECAUSE WE STILL CAN! (SEE YOU THERE!)
Class Reunion
(Elizabeth Lucas)
It was my class reunion, and all through the house,
I checked in each mirror and begged my poor spouse
To say I looked great, that my chin wasn't double,
And he lied through false teeth, just to stay out of trouble.
Said that 'neath my thick glasses, my eyes hadn't changed,
And I had the same figure, it was just a mite rearranged.
He said my skin was still silky, although looser in drape,
Not so much like smooth satin, but more like silk crepe.
I swallowed his words hook, sinker and line
And entered the banquet feeling just fine.
Somehow I'd expected my classmates to stay
As young as they were on that long-ago day
We'd hugged farewell hugs. But like me, through the years,
They'd added gray to their hair, or pounds to their rears.
But as we shared a few memories and retold some class jokes,
We were eighteen in spirit, though we looked like our folks.
We turned up hearing aid volumes and dimmed down the light,
Rolled back the years, and were young for the night.
You’ve blessed me with friends
and laughter and fun
With rain that’s as soft
as the light from the sun-
You’ve blessed me with the stars
to brighten each night
You’ve give me help
to know wrong from right
You’ve give me so much
please, Lord give me too
A heart that is always
Grateful to you.
F.Y.I...From the Points of Contact file...
The following Bradford classes that are also having a reunion this year!
BRADFORD CLASS OF 1970!
The Class of 1970 is having their 40-Year Reunion! DATE: Friday, August 6, 2010 TOUR: 4:00-6:00pm,tour of the old Bradford high school;use west doors REUNION:6:00pm-Midnight,Ashling's Irish Pub, 125 56th St., downtown K-town
"The New Chevelles" will provide the music.
Please contact Darlene Pitts Gretzinger by email at dargretz@yahoo.com or Rhonda Rizzo at ritzriz@prodigy.net with questions, or if you have updated contact information for classmates. Raffles to be held to benefit the Bradford H.S. Football Stadium Fund. BRADFORD CLASS OF 1980!
The Class of '80 is now planning their 30-year reunion for Saturday, August 14, 2010. Details can be found on their website@ www.bradford80.com.
Are you looking for "gifts",or maybe just something to remind you of "the good ol daze"? Check out this website for official Bradford apparel...click on the pictures!
Mr. Roger Tweiten, former BHS Music Director recently turned 70 years young and would love to hear from any of his former students or anyone wishing to contact "Rog"...He can be found at: globalmusic@sbcglobal.net
Mr. Mervin Bianchetti would also love to hear from former students..He denies having an e-mail address and says that he's "in the phonebook"...Call him and tell him we expect to see him at next year's reunion!
Thankyou!ThankYou!ThankYouGuys! U R D Best! Only 395 left to "find"!
As of 03/05/2010 Over 10,000 unique "hits" since our start on 3/30/2009!!!
Remember, it is not how we die, but how we live that becomes our legacy.Please help us remember those who have made an untimely appearance on our Memory page.
Please add a note or remembrance of their lives. Just click on their name, either on Class of 75 profiles or In Memory page,click "post response" and enter your thoughts, comments or memories. click submit at bottom of page...May be easily edited after the fact. It's worth your time. Thank you.
Remember Leonard Rainey from the Class of 1974?
Who could forget the basketball star and all around nice guy? Well, he is a talented musician who lives in San Diego with his family...Quite popular on the West Coast, he brings his music back to Kenosha on occasion.
His group is called Len Rainey and the Midnight Players!Check them out at:
Mowing the lawn, putting a new fence in, painting the living room, or whatever. You are hot and sweaty. Covered in dirt or paint. You have your old work clothes on. You know the outfit, shorts with the hole in crotch, old t-shirt with a stain from who knows what, and an old pair of tennis shoes.
Right in the middle of this great home improvement project you realize you need to run to Home Depot or Wal-Mart to get something to help complete the job. Depending on your age you might do the following.
In your 20's: Stop what you are doing. Shave, take a shower, blow dry your hair, brush your teeth, floss, and put on clean clothes. Check yourself in the mirror and flex. Add a dab of your favorite cologne because you never know, you just might meet some hot chick while standing in the checkout lane. You went to school with the pretty girl running the register.
In your 30's: Stop what you are doing, put on clean shorts and shirt. Change shoes. You married the hot chick so no need for much else. Wash your hands and comb your hair. Check yourself in the mirror. Still got it. Add a shot of your favorite cologne to cover the smell. The cute girl running the register is the kid sister to someone you went to school with.
In your 40's: Stop what you are doing. Put a sweatshirt that is long enough to cover the hole in the crotch of your shorts. Put on different shoes and a hat Wash your hands. Your bottle of Brute Cologne is almost empty so you don't want to waste any of it on a trip to Wal-Mart. Check yourself in the mirror and do more sucking in than flexing. The spicy young thing running the register is your daughter's age and you feel weird thinking she is spicy.
In your 50's: Stop what you are doing. Put a hat on, wipe the dirt off your hands onto your shirt. Change shoes because you don't want to get dirt in your new sports car. Check yourself in the mirror and you swear not to wear that shirt anymore because it makes you look fat. The cutie running the register smiles when she sees you coming and you think you still have it. Then you remember the hat you have on is from your buddy's bait shop and it says, "I Got Worms".
In your 60's: Stop what you are doing. No need for a hat anymore. Hose off the dog crap off your shoes. The mirror was shattered when you were in your 50's. You hope you have underwear on so nothing hangs out the hole in your pants. The girl running the register may be cute but you don't have your glasses on so you are not sure.
In your 70's: Stop what you are doing. Wait to go to Wal-Mart until they have your prescriptions ready too. Don't' even notice the dog crap on your shoes. The young thing at the register smiles at you because you remind her of her grandfather.
In your 80's: Stop what you are doing. Start again. Then stop again. Now you remember that you needed to go to Wal-Mart. Go to Wal-Mart and wonder around trying to think what it is you are looking for. Fart out loud and you think someone called out your name. The old lady that greeted you at the front door went to school with you.
In your 90's: Stop what you are doing.
(But you're still Having Fun!!!!)
An Irishman who had a little too much to drink is driving home from the city one night and, of course, his car is weaving all over the road.
A cop pulls him over. "So," says the cop to the driver, Where have you been?'
"Why, I've been to the pub of course" slurs the drunk. Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite a few to drink this evening".
"I did all right." the drunk says with a smile.
Did you know," says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest.," that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?"
"Oh, thank heavens "sighs the drunk, "I thought I'd gone deaf,"
A man stumbles up to the only other patron in a bar and asks if he could buy him a drink.
"Why of course," comes the reply. The first man then asks: "Where are you from?" "I'm from Ireland," replies the second man.
The first man responds: "You don't say, I'm from Ireland too! Let's have another round to Ireland."
"Of Course," replies the second man.
Curious, the first man then asks: "Where in Ireland are you from?"
"Dublin," comes the reply.
"I can't believe it," says the first man.
"I'm from Dublin too! Let's have another drink to Dublin."
"Of course," replies the second man.
Curiosity again strikes and the first man asks:
"What school did you go to?"
"Saint Mary's," replies the second man.
"I graduated in '62."
"This is unbelievable!" the first man says.
"I went to Saint Mary's and I graduated in '62, too!"
About that time in comes one of the regulars and sits down at the bar.
"What's been going on?" he asks the bartender.
"Nothing much," replies the bartender. "The O'Malley twins are drunk again."
An Irishman and an American were sitting in the bar at Shannon Airport.
"I've come to meet my brother," said the Irishman. "He's due to fly in from
America in an hour's time. It's his first trip home in forty years".
"Will you be able to recognize him?" asked the American.
"I'm sure I won't," said the Irishman, "after all, he's been away for a long time".
"I wonder if he'll recognize you?" said the American.
"Of course he will," said the Irishman. "Sure, an' I haven't been away at all".
Liam had left Dublin to go up to Belfast for a bit of skydiving, Late Sunday evening he was found in tree by a farmer.
" What happened ?"said the farmer. Liam replied that his parachute failed to open, "Well" said the farmer," if you had of asked the locals before you jumped, they would have told you nothing opens here on a Sunday."
An American tourist was driving in County Kerry, when his motor stopped. He got out to see if he could locate the trouble. A voice behind him said, "The trouble is the carburetor." He turned around and only saw an old horse. The horse said again, "It's the carburetor that's not working." The American nearly died with fright, and dashed into the nearest pub, had a large whiskey, and told Murphy the bartender what the horse had said to him.
Murphy said, "Well, don't pay any attention to him, he knows nothing about cars anyway."
As Father Fitzgerald was walking down the street in Dublin, he spied across the way young Michael Donovan, a small boy living in his parish. Michael was at the door of a home across the street attempting to push the doorbell.
But young Michael is on the short side and the doorbell was simply too high for him to reach no matter how hard he stretched. Father watched young Michael stretch and strain toward the bell for a short time, but the bell drew no closer to the small child‘s fingers.
Father Fitzgerald strode quickly across the street ending up directly behind Michael standing at the door. While gently placing his hand on the small child's shoulder, the good man of God bent lower and gave the doorbell a good hard ring.
Then, squatting down lower to young Michael’s height, Father Fitzgerald smiled knowingly and asked, “And now what, my young man?”
“Now, Fadder?” replied Michael grinning, “Now we run!”
Two Irishmen, Patrick Murphy and Shawn O'Brian grew up together and were lifelong friends. But alas, Patrick developed cancer, and was dying. While on his deathbed, Patrick called to his buddy, Shawn, "O'Brian, come 'ere. I 'ave a request for ye." Shawn walked to his friend's bedside and kneels.
"Shawny ole boy, we've been friends all our lives, and now I'm leaving 'ere. I 'ave one last request fir ye to do."
O'Brian burst into tears, "Anything Patrick, anything ye wish. It's done."
"Well, under me bed is a box containing a bottle of the finest whiskey in all of Ireland. Bottled the year I was born it was. After I die, and they plant me in the ground, I want you to pour that fine whiskey over me grave so it might soak into me bones and I'll be able to enjoy it for all eternity."
O'Brian was overcome by the beauty and in the true Irish spirit of his friend's request, he asked, "Aye, tis a fine thing you ask of me, and I will pour the whiskey. But, might I strain it through me kidneys first?"
Will Winter ever end? Here's a picture from the last snow storm which brought us another two feet of snow!
2005...30th Reunion pictures from Bill Grabowski. Thanks, Bill!
In order of appearance, as best as can be determined at this time...Cheryl, Michelle and Ginny;memory board;Big picture(s);Diana,Peggy,Michelle and Ginny;Paul and wife,Debbie;Let ThemEatCake;Polly,Renata, Bob,Bill,Gary and Janet;?;?;?;Gino and Renee;Verjoy and John;Debbie;Renata and Cheryl;Michelle and husband, Randy;Ron and Judy;Ginny and Bill;Peggy, Ellen and husband Rick;Cheryl and husband, John;Pam and husband;Bob and Polly;"The Girls"and Gary;Pipper and Patty;Gary and wife;Paul,or is it Jeff?;Rick and wife;Cindy and Chester;Kris and"little brother"Norman;Judy and?;Judy and Diana;Ginny and Renee;Bill and Bill;Norm and Steve;Peggy and Ellen;Irene, Joyce,;John and VerJoy;Mike;Mike;Polly and Renee,big picture;Ellen and Peggy;Diana,Jeff and Jeff or is it Paul?;Pipper, Janet and Renata;Ellen and Peggy,Rocco, Mary Jo and Nick's wife!Please help fill in the ?'s...Thank you!
2005...30 year Reunion pictures from Pipper! Thanks Pipper!
The following is from Bill Grabowski! Thanks Bill!
THE REUNION...A group of 40 year old buddies discuss where they should meet for their reunion dinner. Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen restaurant because the waitresses there wear low cut blouses.
10 years later, at 50 years of age, the group again pools their thoughts and discuss where they should meet. Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen because the food there is very good and the wine selection is good also.
10 years later at 60 years of age, the group again decides to discuss where they should meet. Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen because they can eat there in peace and quiet and the restaurant is smoke free.
10 years later, at 70 years of age, the group again discusses where they should meet for reunion dinner. Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen because the restaurant is wheel chair accessible and they even have an elevator.
10 years later, at 80 years of age, the group again discusses where they should meet. Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen because that would be a great idea because they have never been there before.
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. e.e. cummings
An Irishman's Philosophy
In life, there are only two things to worry about... Either you are well or you are sick. If you are well, there is nothing to worry about, But if you are sick, there are only two things to worry about... Either you will get well or you will die. If you get well, there is nothing to worry about,
But if you die, there are only two things to worry about... Either you will go to heaven or hell. If you go to heaven, there is nothing to worry about.
And if you go to Hell, you’ll be so busy shaking hands with all your friends... You won’t have time to worry!
That man is a success...
...who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.
...who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of children.
...who has filled his niche and accomplished his task.
...who leaves the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem or a rescued soul.
...who never lacked appreciation of earth's beauty or failed to express it. ...who looked for the best in others and gave the best he had.
Robert Louis Stevenson
A thankful heart is not only the greatest virtue, but the parent of all other virtues. Cicero
Maui Rules...
Never judge a day by the weather.
The best things in Life aren't things.
Tell the truth, there's less to remember.
Speak softly and wear a loud shirt.
Goals are deceptive. The unaimed arrow never misses.
He who dies with the most toys, still dies.
Age is relative...when you're over the hill, you pick up speed.
There are two ways to be rich...make more or desire less.
Happiness keeps you Sweet, Trials keep you Strong, Sorrows keep you Human, Failures keep you Humble, Success keeps you Glowing,
But Only Friends Keep You Going!
REUNION POEM
An announcement arrives in the mail,
A reunion is planned; it'll be really grand;
Make plans to attend without fail.
I'll never forget the first time we met;
We tried so hard to impress.
We drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And wore our most elegant dress.
It was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
It was held at a fancy hotel.
We wined, and we dined, and we acted refined,
And everyone thought it was swell.
The men all conversed about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses described their fine houses
And how beautiful their children became.
The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighed in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who were there had all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders could no longer do kicks.
No one had heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or poor little Jane, who's always been plain;
She married a shipping tycoon.
The boy we'd decreed "most apt to succeed"
Was serving ten years in the pen,
While the one voted "least" now was a priest;
Just shows you can be wrong now and then.
They awarded a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least.
Another was given to the grad who had driven
The farthest to attend the feast.
They took a class picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short, or skinny, the style was the mini;
You never saw so many thighs.
At our next get-together, no one cared whether
They impressed their classmates or not.
The mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we'd all gone to pot.
It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw, and beans.
Then most of us lay around in the shade,
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.
By the thirtyth year, it was abundantly clear,
We were definitely over the hill.
Those who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
And be home in time for their pill.
And now I can't wait; they've set the date;
Our thirty-fifth is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.
Repairs have been made on my hearing aid;
My pacemaker's been turned up on high.
My wheelchair is oiled, and my teeth have been boiled;
And I've bought a new wig and glass eye.
Friends are an aid to the young, to guard them from error; to the elderly, to attend to their wants and to supplement their failing power of action; to those in the prime of life, to assist them to noble deeds. Aristotle
(384 BC-322 BC)
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