Ray's musings and humor

Have I thanked you lately?

"My friends are my estate."

Emily Dickinson

 

 

Some of you have asked about my recent cruise so here is a brief recap. I sailed from Quebec City in Canada winding up in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. The trip took two weeks and we had stops in Saguenay, Quebec; Corner Brook, Newfoundland; Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island; Sydney, Nova Scotia; Halifax, Nova Scotia; Saint John, New Brunswick; Bar Harbor, Maine; Boston, Massachusetts; Newport, Rhode Island and New York City, New York. The weather ran from not bad to great. The colors of the trees in the Northern climes were spectacular. I visited places I have never been before and was rewarded with visits to the past, friendly people and dazzling scenery. The ship was brand new with only small glitches left to be taken care of. The food was as fine as it usually is on a cruise and the combination of lots of walking and if you’ll believe it, self restraint resulted in my not gaining any weight.

One of the highlights of our trip was a visit to my wife’s childhood apartment building at 111th and the West Side Highway in New York City. Our visit was followed by a challenging three hour walk from there to 52nd and Broadway to meet relatives and friends for a Cuban luncheon. This was the ultimate test of my two heart operations and med changes and while I was really challenged I made it, the bad news is that I am still sore.

As I think I have told you in the past, I find the best part of cruising is the new friends I get to make; in fact that is how I met a number of you who read Ray’s Daily. Fortunately this was another of those times when luck was with me since we had great dinner tablemates and toured with many good folks. Fortunately while we now have to give up our emphasis on material things we will have more time to concentrate on some of our most meaningful possessions, our friendships. Here is what someone else shared with me on the subject sometime ago and I am glad she did.

Friendships

In life, you will meet many people along the way. Each person who touches our life brings a gift. Some will touch you more than others, but each person comes into your life for a reason. Many times we don’t exactly know why. This person could be a teacher, a parent, a spouse, a sibling, a friend or a stranger. Maybe this person listens when we need to talk or cry. Maybe they help us financially when we are broke. Maybe they talk to us, when we need a different perspective. Maybe they hold us when we don’t deserve it. Maybe they sit with us when our grief is too much to bear alone. Maybe they are just there, so we know we are not alone.

How have we acknowledged this help? Have we taken their gifts of love, compassion, and hope out into the world and offered it to others? We all need to give something back to this world that will help others along their paths. I think we all need to be more thankful. This year, stop, think, and remember all of the people who have crossed your paths and be thankful for them. Say it out loud, say it in silence, but say it.

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"Friendship is like a violin; the music may stop now and then, but the strings will last forever."

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Sarah and Abe are out celebrating their 20th wedding anniversary. During the evening, Sarah broaches the subject of life insurance (his) – an issue she has been raising with him for at least 10 years, without success.

"Abe," she says, with tears in her eyes, "I don’t think you love me."

"Why do you think that?" he asks.

"Because if you really loved me, you would ensure that if anything happened to you, God forbid, I would be properly provided for."

"Sarah," he says angrily, "I need life insurance like I need a hole in the head."

"I know your views," says Sarah, "but I’ve spoken to two of my friends recently and they tell me that their husbands have life insurance – and they’re not as rich as you. If it’s good enough for them, why isn’t it good enough for you?"

"I’ll tell you why," replies Abe, "it’s because they’ve been paying high premiums month after month and what have they got so far in return? Nothing."

"So what if their husbands have been paying for nothing?" says Sarah, "You’ve always told me I’m luckier than my friends – who knows, maybe this time I’ll strike it rich."

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To be alive, to be able to see, to walk; it’s all a miracle.

Arthur Rubinstein

~~~

At the Olympics a man went up to a competitor who was carrying a very long pole.

"Are you a pole vaulter?"

"No, I’m German, but how did you know my name is Walter?"

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"Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do, but it gets you nowhere."

Glenn Turner

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Jane walked into a pharmacy, strolled over to the counter, and caught the pharmacist’s attention.

"Can I please get some arsenic?" she asked.

"Arsenic? What do you want arsenic for?" asked the pharmacist.

"It’s for my husband," she replied.

"Your husband?" exclaimed the pharmacist, "I hope you don’t mean what I think you mean!"

She just nodded.

"Well, lady," he replied, "I’m an honest man. I can’t sell you arsenic, I wouldn’t if I could, and I don’t know what made you think you could just stroll into a respectable store and expect me me to sell you arsenic!"

She didn’t say a word. She just reached into her purse, fished out a photograph, and handed it across the counter. It was a picture of her husband, in bed with the pharmacist’s wife.

Slowly the pharmacist looks up, over the counter, and then straight at her. "Lady," he said, "why didn’t you tell me you had a prescription?"

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Adam was the only man who, when he said a good thing, knew that nobody had said it before him.

Mark Twain

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A minister was opening his mail one morning.  Drawing a single sheet of paper from an envelope he found written on it only one word:  "FOOL".

The next Sunday he announced, "I have known many people who have written letters and forgot to sign their name.

"But this week I received a letter from someone who signed his name and had forgotten to write a letter."

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"Next time you’re feeling sorry for yourself, consider that your garbage disposal eats better than 30% of the world’s population."

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Suzanne and Lorna were talking about their work.

"I hate filing," Lorna said, "No matter how careful I am, I can never find the papers I’m looking for. I forget where I have filed them."

"I used to have that problem too, but no more," Suzanne replied, "Now I make 26 copies of everything I type and file one under each letter of the alphabet. That way, I can’t miss it!"

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You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person.

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Why is it when you turn on the TV you see ads for telephone companies, and when you turn on the radio you hear ads for TV shows, and when you get put on hold on the phone you hear a radio station?

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“Even though we’ve changed and we’re all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we’ll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we’re not all still friends.”

Author Unknown

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Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies.

The editor is somewhat senile.

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