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We all need each other.

Leo Buscaglia

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I have been distressed by the recent rash of demonstrations of hate that seem to be growing around us. Hate messages written on churches, threatening letters sent to religious organizations as well as racial and ethnic threats seem to be growing.

This is not a time for rampant intolerance rather it is a time when we need to stay focused on peace on earth and goodwill towards others. Anything less can take us to a disastrous place. Thankfully I sincerely believe we are better people than we sometimes appear to be, That belief is due in no small part to observing what so many of you do as you spread kindness to others.

The following offers hope, the last paragraph reminded me of the value each of you brings to our table.

An Angel Wrote …

From the Kindness Blog

Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

To handle yourself, use your head, To handle others, use your heart.

Anger is one letter short of danger.

If someone betrays you once, it’s his fault. If they betray you twice, it’s your fault.

Great minds discuss ideas; Average minds discuss events; Small minds discuss people.

God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest.

He who loses money, loses much; He who loses a friend, loses more; He who loses faith, loses all.

Beautiful young people are acts of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art.

Learn from the mistakes of others. You can’t live long enough to make them all yourself.

The tongue weighs practically nothing, but so few people can hold it.

Friends, you and me…you brought another friend, and then there were 3. We started our group…Our circle of friends…and like that circle, there is no beginning…there is no end.

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We need each other, deeper than anyone ever dares to admit even to themselves. I think it is a genetic imperative that we huddle together and hold on to each other. There is no question in my mind that there is nothing else in life, really, than friendship.

Patch Adams

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A man was driving through west Texas one spring evening. The road was deserted and he had not seen a soul for what seemed like hours. Suddenly his car started to cough and splutter and the engine slowly died away, leaving him sitting on the side of the road in total silence.

He popped the hood and looked to see if there was anything that he could do to get it going again. Unfortunately, he had a limited knowledge of cars, so all he could do was look at the engine, feeling despondent As he stood looking at the gradually fading light of his flashlight, he cursed that he had not put in new batteries, like he had promised himself.

Suddenly, through the inky shadows, came a deep voice, “It’s your fuel pump.” The man raised up quickly, striking his head on the underside of the hood. “Who said that?” he demanded. There were two horses standing in the fenced field alongside the road and the man was amazed when the nearest of the two horses repeated, “It’s your fuel pump. Tap it with your flashlight, and try it again.” Confused, the man tapped the fuel pump with his flashlight, turned the key and sure enough, the engine roared to life. He muttered a short thanks to the horse and screeched away.

When he reached the next town, he ran into the local bar. “Gimme a large whiskey, please!” he said. A rancher sitting at the bar looked at the man’s ashen face and asked, “What’s wrong, man? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” “It’s unbelievable,” the man said and recalled the whole tale to the rancher.

The rancher took a sip of his beer and looked thoughtful. “A horse, you say? Was it by any chance a white horse?”

The man replied to the affirmative. “Yes, it was! Am I crazy?”

“No, you ain’t crazy. In fact, you’re lucky,” said the rancher, “because that black horse don’t know anything about cars!”

~~~

I planted some birdseed. A bird came up. Now I don’t know what to feed it.

~~~

Whoever used the milk in the small plastic container that was in the refrigerator yesterday, please do NOT own up to it. I would find it forever after difficult to meet your gaze across a cafeteria table whilst having a discussion about java applets or brand identity.

Just be aware that that milk was EXPRESSLY for my son if you get my drift. I will label these things from now on, but if you found your coffee tasted just a little bit unusual this morning, you might think about calling your mom and telling her you love her.

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She said: He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire.

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A customer was really harassing and hassling an airline agent at the ticket counter — yelling and using foul language. However, the agent was polite, pleasant and smiled while the customer continued to abuse her. When the man finally left, the next person in line said to the agent,

“Geez, does that happen often? I can’t believe how nice you were to him after the way he treated you!”

The agent smiled and whispered, “No problemo! I took care of it! He’s going to Detroit…….his bags, however, heh heh, are going to Bangkok.”

~~~

“I’m Jewish but not very religious…I go to Temple twice a year.  Christmas and Easter.”

Jeffery Ross

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My wife and I were comparing notes the other day, “I have a higher IQ, did better on my SATs and make more money than you,” she pointed out.

“Yeah, but when you step back and look at the big picture, I’m still ahead,” I said.

She looked mystified. “How do you figure?”

“I married better,” I replied.

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And then she told me that I had delusions of adequacy.

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On a visit to my wife’s native England for our honeymoon, we arrived at London’s Gatwick Airport.  Tania headed for the British-passport control line while I, an American, waited in the foreigners’ line.  When my turn came, the customs officer asked me the purpose of my visit.        “Pleasure,” I replied. “I’m on my honeymoon.”        The officer looked first to one side of me, then the other.  “That’s very interesting, sir,” he said as he stamped my passport.  “Most men bring their wives with them.”

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It may be that it is not given to us to know when we are angels. We may only be given to know when others are. This may be one of the reasons we need each other so.

Michael Ventura

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Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

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