ENTRY # NINETY SEVEN

Good Morning.

Here is another one of those long but good things that I slip in over here so we won't miss them. DAD.


There was a Scottish painter named Smokey Macgregor who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a wee bit further.

As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but eventually the Baptist Church decided to do a big restoration job in Ellesmere Port on the outside of one of their biggest buildings... Smokey put in a bid, and, because his price was so low, he got the job. So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and buying the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine..

Well, Smokey was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly completed, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder, the sky opened, and the rain poured down washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Smokey clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint..

Smokey was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he got down on his knees and cried: "Oh, God, Oh God, forgive me; what should I do?" And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke.. (you're going to love this)

"Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!"

ENTRY # NINETY SIX

Good Morning.

Here is another article that is two long for my regulag blog. I thought that it was to good to loose. Try to read it if you can find the time.

One day a woman's husband died, and on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of their bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't "anymore."

No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, no more "just one minute."Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, never to return before we can say good-bye, say "I love you."So while we have it, it's best we love it, care for it, fix it when it's broken and heal it when it's sick.

This is true for marriage... and old cars, and children with bad report cards, and dogs with bad hips, family and aging parents and grandparents.We keep them because they are worth it...... because we are worth it.Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a sister-in-law after divorce.

There are just some things that make us happy, no matter what.Life is important. We only have one.We only have one mom, one dad, one unique brother or sister or friend. I received this from someone who thought I was a 'keeper'!

I sent it to the people I think of in the same way.Now it's your turn to send this to all those people who are "keepers" in your life, including the person who sent it, if you feel that way. Suppose one morning you never wake up.Do all your friends know you love them?I was thinking....

I could die today, tomorrow or next week, and I wondered if I had any wounds needing to be healed, friendships that needed rekindling or three words needing to be said.

Let every one of your friends and family know you love them. Even if you think they don't love you back, you would be amazed at what those three little words and a smile can do.And just in case GOD calls me home . . . I LOVE YA !:-)Live today to the fullest because tomorrow is not promised.

This above was sent to me by John C. Thanks John.

BYE BYE DAD.