Another look back
If you want to understand today, you have to search yesterday.
I don’t know what is going on but lately I can’t keep up with my opportunities for service, e-mail, appointments, and all the other stuff. So here I go again — a look back to past dailies.
November 30, 2000
I just returned from a working visit to New York City. I was fortunate to be allowed to work with a small group of leaders from industry, public heath organizations, and UNICEF to develop a proposal for a new international public/private partnership organization. The organization will be presented to a special meeting of leaders from the salt industry, non-governmental organizations, public health organizations, and others at a meeting in Paris early next year. If adopted, the organization will facilitate strategic public/private partnerships that will support the iodine deficiency elimination efforts that are underway in countries all over the world. It was great to do meaningful work while renewing old friendships.
November 30, 2001
It was an exciting evening last night in Indianapolis, my home town. I had the good fortune to attend the premier of a new production of the Music Man. One of my grandsons (a fifth grader) had one of the leading roles. He played Winthrop and had two solos. Naturally he gave an outstanding performance. Fortunately there were no Broadway producers in the audience so he will not be leaving for New York anytime soon. I suspect the reason they did not come was because it was an all fifth grader production.
November 30, 2004
I often get concerned that the current difficult international climate has put up barriers between the peoples of various countries. There use to be more emphasis on Public Diplomacy, such things as the people-to-people programs that helped others understand us better and us to better understand them. I have been in Asia, Eastern and Western Europe, the Americas, and briefly in Africa. Everywhere I have gone I have found good people and often have made new friends. I have learned that it is hard to dislike someone you know only because of their government, religion, or situation.
I have always found that we could communicate with the people we meet in other countries through very basic language, sign language, and sometimes with the help of translators. E-mail has provided some opportunity to establish similar relationships electronically. Unfortunately it is often either too difficult because of the words we use or because of misinterpretation of what we say because of our cultural differences. I had hoped that the daily would help to keep linkages open with some of my friends in other countries; unfortunately however the barriers are occasionally too great. In just the past week I lost connections with a friend in Tokyo and another in St. Petersburg, Russia, because of our inability to effectively communicate. I wish I had the time to do a version in the simplest English possible, but unfortunately I have a hard time keeping up as it is. So as I mourn the loss of these two connections I hope to continue to make new friends in other lands so I can learn about them and they can learn about us.
To each one of us friendship has a different meaning.
For all of us it is a gift. Friendship needs to be cherished and nurtured.
It needs to be cultivated on a daily basis. Then shall it germinate and yield its fruit.
A friend was lecturing in Latin America. He was going to use a translator, but to identify with his audience, he wanted to begin his talk by saying in Spanish, "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." He arrived at the auditorium a little early and realized he did not know the Spanish words for ladies and gentlemen. Being rather resourceful, he went to the part of the building where the restrooms were, looked at the signs on the two doors, and memorized those two words.
When the audience arrived and he was introduced, he stood up and said in Spanish, "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen."
The audience was shocked. He didn’t know whether he had offended them or perhaps they hadn’t heard him or understood him. So he decided to repeat it. Again in Spanish he said, "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen."
One person in the audience began to snicker. Pretty soon the entire audience was laughing. Finally, someone told him that he had said, "Good evening, bathrooms and broom closets!"
She said: All Desirable things in life are either ILLEGAL, BANNED, FATTENING, OR MARRIED TO OTHERS.
Tim: I hear you just got married again.
Sam: Yes, for the fourth time.
Tim: What happened to your first three wives?
Sam: They all died.
Tim: How did that happen?
Sam: My first wife ate poison mushrooms.
Tim: How terrible! And your second?
Sam: She ate poison mushrooms.
Tim: And your third ate poison mushrooms too?
Sam: Oh, no. She died of a broken neck.
Tim: I see; an accident.
Sam: Not exactly. She wouldn’t eat the mushrooms.
We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Little Johnny said to Suzi, "We’re going to have a GREAT time Saturday. I’ve gotten three tickets for the big game."
"Why do we need three?" asked Suzi.
Little Johnny gave her an evil grin and said, "They’re for your Father, Mother and kid sister!"
My wife will buy anything marked down. Yesterday she came home with an escalator.
If Men Got Pregnant…
* Maternity leave would last for two years…with full pay.
* There’d be a cure for stretch marks.
* Natural childbirth would become obsolete.
* Morning sickness would rank as the nation’s number one health problem.
* All methods of birth control would be improved 100 percent effectiveness.
* Children would be kept in the hospital until they were toilet trained.
* Men would be eager to talk about commitment.
* They wouldn’t think twins were quite so cute.
* Fathers would demand that their sons be home from dates by 10:00pm.
* Men could use THEIR briefcases as diaper bags.
* They’d have to stop saying, "I’m afraid I’ll drop him."
* Paternity suits would be a line of clothes.
* They’d stay in bed for the entire nine months.
* Menus at most restaurants would list ice cream and pickles as an entree.
It is a miracle that curiosity survives formal education.
A golfer asked his friend, "Why are you so late?"
The friend replied, "It’s Sunday. I had to toss a coin between going to church or playing golf and it took 25 tosses to get it right!"
If someone listens, or stretches out a hand or whispers a word of encouragement, or attempts to understand a lonely person, extraordinary things begin to happen.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
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The editor is somewhat senile.