Woodmiester
Recess is over
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xx--jasmine--xx said:{{{{Woody}}}}
Cipher's right.. you'll find the right words, you always do !! It'll be okay![]()
We'll be here to help in any way we can.
*waves to everyone*
'sWoodmiester said:For most of the last 15 years, I guess one could call it a tradition, but I'd wake up on christmas morning around 5:30am and get ready to be at a local VA Hospital by 7am. There'd be many others that had done the same and we'd stand around drinking coffee and eating donuts for a little bit, visiting with each other till it was time to do what we were there for.
The person heading it up would thank us for coming and give some instructions then we'd break into small groups, gather up some boxes and head off to the wards and on-ground nursing home and dorms and would visit a moment with the veterans that were there, had nowhere else to go or for whatever reason were housed at the VA. Before we left to move onto the next room we'd give them a few gifts, real simple things and wish them Happy Holidays. While some had no reaction, others would start to cry because we were the only people to visit them in a long time.
I've missed the last few years, but I hope to do it this year.
kikmosa said:The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the
quiet
solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or 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.
A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the basement shack with a
steaming
cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What
began as
a typical Saturday morning, turned into one of those lessons that life
seems
to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it.
I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio
in
order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came
across
an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice.
You
know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting
business. He
was telling whoever he was talking with something about "a thousand
marbles."
I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.
"Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure
they pay
you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family
so
much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or
seventy
hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's
dance
recital."
He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped
me
keep a good perspective on my own priorities."
And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles."
"You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average
person
lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live
less,
but on average, folks live about seventy-five years.
"Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is
the
number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire
lifetime.
Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part.
"It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in
any
detail," he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over
twenty-eight
hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be
seventy-five, I
only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy.
"So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I
ended
up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. I took
them
home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here
in
the shack next to my gear. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one
marble out and thrown it away.
"I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the
really
important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here
on
this earth run out to help get your priorities straight.
"Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take
my
lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last
marble out
of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then I have
been
given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little
more
time.
"It was nice to meet you, Tom, I hope you spend more time with your
family,
and I hope to meet you again here on the band."
"75 year Old Man, this is K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!"
You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed
off.
Guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the
antenna that morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams
to
work on the next club newsletter. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my
wife
up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to
breakfast."
"What brought this on?" she asked with a smile.
"Oh, nothing special, it's just been a long time since we spent a
Saturday
together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're
out? I
need to buy some marbles."
Icey*Fire said:Good morning Woody and everyone else...
Hope all have a happy Friday.![]()




Joey3308 said: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
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Icey*Fire said:STOPPING BY THE WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING
Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here.
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near.
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep.
And miles to go before I sleep.
http://www.noaanews.noaa.gov/stories/images/snow-030501b.jpg
Joey3308 said:My all time favourite...especially the last two lines...for some reason I always remember themPerfect poem for this time of the year!