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June 9. 2017



Happiness is an inside job.

William Arthur Ward

Today is Friday and tomorrow will begin a weekend that for many people it will be the opportunity to take a few days off of work. Even though I am totally retired the weekends are still special for me as I normally have no tasks or duties that I must fulfill.

The free time provides me the opportunity to enjoy whatever the days may hold. I seldom have any set plans but I do venture out to see what I can find. As I think I told you before my eyesight is such that I have trouble seeing the weeds but I have no trouble at all seeing the flowers. By not anticipating the worst but rather expecting the best my days are normally filled with pleasure.

As the following story explains we do have the capability of finding joy when we take off our blinders and see what is there for us to appreciate.

Find a Release

K.C. Leong

Open your eyes. What do you see? Do you see the crowds of people walking around? Look at their faces. Curious looks, snobs, anger, expressionless looks, looks of concentration. Did you notice the person that was smiling at you? Look again. See the trees waving to you in greetings?

Concentrate now on your hearing. What do you hear? Traffic? Discussions on the latest gossip? People on the cellular phones that are trying to compete with the noise? Cursing and swearing? Or the radio / television of your neighbors? But do you hear the songs of praises the birds in the day sings for you, or the lullaby the insects orchestrate for you in the night?

Now smell the air. Exhausts? Odors you feel repulsive? Smell again. Concentrate this time. You will find the fragrance of the perfect blossom.

Focus your senses to your skin. Feel the heat? The humidity? But did you not also notice the breeze that is gently trying to cool you? Feel the frost of the winter, biting through all your insulation. Again feel the warmth that the sun is wrapping around you in a warm embrace. And the warmth that is already within you that your heart is circulating.

There is always comfort around us if you know where to look. There is too much distractions in this society. Focus your senses in the correct way and you will find a release.


People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.

Anton Chekhov


A rich man went to his pastor and said, “I want you and your wife to take a three-month trip to the Holy Land at my expense. When you come back, I’ll have a surprise for you.” The pastor accepted the offer, and he and his wife went off to the Middle East.

Three months later they returned home and were met by the wealthy member, who told them that while they were gone, he had had a new church built. “It’s the finest building money can buy, pastor,” said the man. “No expense was spared.” And he was right. It was a magnificent edifice both inside and out. But there was one striking difference. There was only one pew, and it was at the very back.

“A church with only one pew?” asked the pastor.

“You just wait until Sunday,” the rich man said.

When the time came for the Sunday service, the early arrivals entered the church, filed onto the one pew and sat down. When the pew was full, a switch clicked silently, a circuit closed, the gears meshed, a belt moved and, automatically, the rear pew began to move forward. When it reached the front of the church, it came to a stop. At the same time, another empty pew came up from below at the back and more people sat down. And so it continued, pews filling and moving forwards until finally the church was full, from front to back.

“Wonderful!” said the pastor, “Marvelous!”

The service began, and the pastor started to preach his sermon. He launched into his text, and when 12 o’clock came, he was still going strong, with no end in sight. Suddenly a bell rang, and a trap door in the floor behind the pulpit dropped open.

“Wonderful!” said the congregation, “Marvelous!”


Nobody sees a flower, really–it is so small we haven’t time, and to see takes time.

Georgia O’Keefe


A salesman dropped in to see a business customer. Not a soul was in the office except a big dog emptying wastebaskets. The salesman stared at the animal, wondering if his imagination could be playing tricks on him.

The dog looked up and said, “Don’t be surprised. This is just part of my job.”

“Incredible!” exclaimed the man. “I can’t believe it! Does your boss know what a prize he has in you? An animal that can talk!”

“No, no,” pleaded the dog. “Please don’t! If that man finds out I can talk, he’ll make me answer the phone as well!”


A college student with coin in hand said: “If it’s heads, I go to bed. If it’s tails, I stay up. If it stands on the edge, I study.


The family was gathered at dinner. The oldest boy announced he was going to marry the girl across the street. “But her family didn’t have a penny,” objected his father.

“And she hasn’t saved a cent,” added mother.

“She doesn’t know a thing about football,” said junior.

“I’ve never seen a girl with such funny hair,” said sister.

“All she does is read novels,” said uncle.

“And such poor taste in the choice of her clothes,” said aunt.

“But she isn’t sparing of the powder and the paint,” said grandma.

“True,” said the boy. “But she has one supreme advantage over all of us.”

“What’s that?” everyone wanted to know.

“She has no family.”


“Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.”

Jonathan Swift


A mother was anxiously awaiting her daughter’s plane. She had just come back from a far away land trying to find adventure.

As the daughter was exiting the plane, the mother noticed a man directly behind her daughter dressed in feathers with exotic markings all over his body and carrying a shrunken head. The daughter introduced this man as her new husband.

The mother gasped in disbelief and disappointment & screamed, “I said for you to marry a Rich Doctor! a Rich Doctor!”


Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.

Carl Sandburg


Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

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

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