Ray's musings and humor

It was one of those days

If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you got a problem. 

Everything else is inconvenience.

Robert Fulghum



My life is always interesting, of course I have good days and not so good days but I seldom have a bi-polar day like I did last Saturday. The morning started off great since I spent a few hours with a very special person. My friend is an accomplished business consultant who bootstrapped herself into a successful career. As an abandoned housewife she not only single handily raised three children she also worked her way through college, became a certified project manager and went on to become what she is today; smart, competent and respected in her profession. What makes her special for me is that in addition to all of that she has been so affected by the millions of children in Africa who have been orphaned because of the AIDS epidemic that she is doing something about it.


I know most of you are like me, you are pained by the tragedy that is destroying whole generations in other parts of the world. We do what we think we can and if we have the ability, we donate to organizations like UNICEF that are doing what they can to make the lives of these children better. But that was not enough for my friend, she flew to Africa, established a network of trusted leaders and came home to the U.S. to raise the money needed to build orphanages that can provide these kids a decent life through education and love. She does this as the unpaid CEO of a 501c3 charity that she formed with other concerned Indianapolis leaders.


My friend and I met at a large local shopping mall Saturday morning, while there we talked in a couple of easy chairs in a semiprivate area of the facility about her efforts. When we finished I walked away thinking that it does not get better than this, time spent with a good person doing good things. A few hours later my wife told me that she noticed that I had a flat tire. I called the Motor Club they came out and changed the tire and when I went to get a jacket to wear to the tire store I found that my favorite 200 plus dollar black glove leather jacket was gone, I had left it at the mall. My wife went to see if she could find it, it was not where I had left it nor had it been turned in to lost-and-found. Things continued down hill when I learned that the nail that I had picked up in the tire made it unrepairable so I bought a new tire even though the old one would have had had a few years of life left in it.


I am a big believer that there is something positive that can be found in negative experiences, in this case the only things I could come up with was that some guy looks a lot better this week then he did last week and the store salesmen sold another tire that may help him win a sales contest.


We have no right to ask when sorrow comes, "Why did this happen to me?" unless we ask the same question for every moment of happiness that comes our way.

Author Unknown


As you know those of us who live in the U.S. are struggling with the high cost of health care. In fact millions cannot afford insurance to help them pay for what they need when they have medical problems. I recently learned of very low cost insurance that is available to all from the Don’t Worry About it insurance company. It is a simple policy; everything is covered except pre-existing and post-existing conditions. We asked why their premiums were so low they told us it is because they have streamlined the claims processing and reduced their administrative costs to almost nothing. They do this through implementation of their policy of rejecting all claims since what ever medical attention a policy holder received had to be for either a pre or post medical condition the service was an excluded procedure.


Success is simply a matter of luck. Ask any failure.

Earl Nightingale


One morning I was called to pick up my son at the school nurse’s office. When I walked through the main entrance, I noticed a woman, curlers in her hair, wearing pajamas.  

"Why are you dressed like that?" I asked her.  

"I told my son," she explained, "that if he ever did anything to embarrass me, I would embarrass him back. He was caught cutting school. So now I’ve come to spend the day with him!"  


What did the waiter ask the group of dining Jewish mothers?

"Is anything all right?"


Agnes feels his hand rubbing her shoulder. "Oh, that feels good,” she says.

Eddie’s hand moves to her breast. Agnes says "Gee, honey, that feels wonderful.”

Eddie’s hand moves to her leg. Agnes says "Oh, honey, don’t stop.” But Eddie stops.

Agnes asks "Why did you stop?“

Eddie replies, "I found the remote.“


I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.

Laura Ingalls Wilder


Mr. Shwartz goes to meet his new son-in-law to be, Sol. He says to Sol (who is very religious), "So, tell me Sol my boy what do you do?"

"I study the Torah," he replies.

"But Sol, you are going to marry my daughter, how are you going to feed and house her?"

"No problem," says Sol, "I study Torah and it says God will provide."

"But you will have children, how will you educate them?" asks Mr. Shwartz.

"No problem," says Sol, "I study Torah and it says God will provide."

Mr. Shwartz goes home and Mrs. Shwartz, his wife, anxiously asks what Sol is like.

"Well," says Mr.Shwartz, "he’s a lovely boy, I only just met him and he already thinks I’m God."


Be kind to unkind people. They need it the most.



A psychiatrist was trying to comfort a new patient who was terribly upset. "You see, Doc," the patient explained, "my problem is that I like shoes much better than I like boots."  

"Why, that’s no problem," answered the doctor. "Most people like shoes better than boots."  

The patient was thrilled, "That’s neat, Doc! How do you like them, fried or scrambled?"  


Whenever I dwell for any length of time on my own shortcomings, they gradually begin to seem mild, harmless, rather engaging little things, not at all like the staring defects in other people’s characters.  

Margaret Halsey


The priest was preparing a man for his long day’s journey into night. Whispering firmly, the priest said, "Denounce the devil! Let him know how little you think of his evil!"

The dying man said nothing.

The priest repeated his order.

Still the dying man said nothing.

The priest asked, "Why do you refuse to denounce the devil and his evil?"

The dying man said, "Until I know where I’m heading, I don’t think I ought to aggravate anybody."


I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders.

Jewish Proverb


Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

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