October 16, 2017
As you grow older you will discover that you have two hands. One for helping yourself, the other for helping others.”
From time to time I find myself slipping into lethargy and finally rebel from just laying around. While I am not as mobile as I use to be there still are things I can do. Whenever I find myself in the doldrums I remember the advice given to me by a highly regarded Kentucky businessman when I retired in 1990 from the computer industry. He said “Don’t just stop to smell the roses, look around and see what you do for others”. The following story reminded me of his advice.
Stopped by a brick
A successful young executive was riding his brand new Jaguar down a neighborhood street when he noticed a kid darting out from between parked cars. He slowed down a little but as he appeared near it, a brick smashed into his car’s door. He slammed on the brakes and drove back to the place where the brick has been thrown.
The furious man jumped out of his car and caught the nearest kid shouting, “What was that all about? What the heck did you do to my car? Why did you do it?”. The young boy was little scared, but was very polite and apologetic. “I am sorry Mister. I didn’t know what else to do,” he pleaded. “ I had to throw the brick because no one else would stop for my call to help”. With tears rolling down his cheeks, he pointed towards the parked cars and said “it’s my brother, he rolled off the curb and fell off his wheelchair and he is badly hurt. I can’t lift him up.”
The sobbing boy asked the man, “Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He is hurt and he is too heavy for me.” The young man was moved beyond words and tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the other kid from the spot and put him back to the wheelchair. He also helped the little kid with his bruises and cuts.
When he thought that everything will be ok, he went back to his car. “Thank you, sir, and God bless you”, said the grateful kid. The young man was too shaken up for any word, so the man simply watched the little boy push the wheelchair bound brother down the sidewalk. It was a long and slow ride back home to the man. When he came out of the car, he looked at his dented car door. The damage was very noticeable, but he did not bother to repair it. He kept the dent to remind him of the message; “Do not go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention”.
Moral: Life whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we do not listen to it, it throws a brick at us. It is our choice, listen to the whisper or wait for the brick.
Successful people are always looking for opportunities to help others. Unsuccessful people are always asking, ‘What’s in it for me?’
PETER MARSHALL’S LIST OF FAVORITE ANSWERS FROM “HOLLYWOOD SQUARES”.
- What are “dual’purpose cattle” good for that other cattle aren’t?
- Paul Lynde: “They give milk…and cookies, but I don’t recommend the cookies.”
- Who stays pregnant for a longer period of time, your wife or your elephant?
- Paul Lynde: “Who told you about my elephant?”
- Jackie Gleason recently revealed that he firmly believes in them and has actually seen them
- Before a cow will give you any milk, she has to have something very important. What?
- Paul Lynde: “An engagement ring.”
- According to Robert Mitchum, one thing has ruined more actors than drinking. What?
- Charley Weaver: “Not drinking.”
There are two kinds of people, those who do the work and those who take the credit.
Try to be in the first group; there is less competition there.
A customer sent an order to a distributor for a large amount of goods totaling a great deal of money. The distributor, noticing that the previous bill hadn’t been paid, instructed the collections manager to contact the customer.
The collections manager made the call and left a voice-mail for them saying, “We can’t ship your new order until you pay for the last one.”
The next day the collections manager received a collect phone call from the customer who said, “Please cancel the order. We can’t wait that long.”
“We have a new recipe for an exotic gourmet dinner. First, take two credit cards…”
Bessie and Beulah
Being a teenager and getting a tattoo seem to go hand in hand. I wasn’t surprised when a friend of my daughter showed me a Japanese symbol on her hip.
“Please don’t tell my parents,” she begged.
“I won’t,” I promised. “By the way, what does that stand for?”
She replied, “Honesty.”
“I think that’s how Chicago got started. Bunch of people in New York said, ‘Gee, I’m enjoying the crime and the poverty, but it just isn’t cold enough. Let’s go west.'”
She said: My 20th high school class reunion was held at a hotel on the same night that another school’s 10th-year reunion was taking place.
While my girl friends and I were in the rest room talking, some unfamiliar women entered. After their stares became uncomfortable, we turned toward them. One of the women said, “Don’t mind us. We just wanted to see how we’d look in another 10 years.”
Deal with the faults of others as gently as with your own.
A boy is about to go on his first date, and is nervous about what to talk about. He asks his father for advice. The father replies, “Son, there are three subjects that always work. These are food, family, and philosophy.”
The boy picks up his date and they go to a soda fountain. Ice cream sodas in front of them, they stare at each other for a long time, as the boy’s nervousness builds. He remembers his father’s advice, and chooses the first topic.
He asks the girl, “Do you like potato pancakes?”
She says, “No.” And the silence returns.
After a few more uncomfortable minutes, the boy thinks of his father’s suggestion and turns to the second item on the list.
He asks, “Do you have a brother?”
Again, the girl says, “No.” And there is silence once again.
The boy then plays his last card. He thinks of his father’s advice and asks the girl, “If you had a brother, would he like potato pancakes?”
“It’s not enough to have lived. We should be determined to live for something. May I suggest that it be creating joy for others, sharing what we have for the betterment of person-kind, bringing hope to the lost and love to the lonely.”
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