September 10, 2018
Ray is suspending the Daily temporarily
We are in the final stages of the preparation for our move to our new home at the end of this week. While my family has done most of the work my wife and me are still worn out. They will be deinstalling all my computer gear and hope to have it running in our apartment by next weekend. When everything is in place I will resume the Daily. In the meantime have fun and stay healthy.
I need to dip into the archives and send another Daily from the past
Ray’s Daily first published on September 10, 2008
Pleasure is the flower that passes; remembrance, the lasting perfume.
Jean de Boufflers
I have noticed lately when I open my memory album in one of my dreams that some of the people’s pictures have started to fade and others have turned to no more than grey silhouettes. As I believe I mentioned in the past I have been fortunate to have had a life filled with wonderful heroes, friends and acquaintances. They all are preserved in memory each standing still in time at the age we last met. Their images bring up remembrances of shared experiences, good times, and overcame adversity.
Lately I have noticed that those from the distant past don’t stand out as vividly as they once did. Many are no longer with us, more passing each year while others have moved on and we have lost touch. Yet in spite of this my memory album continues to be filled with bright new additions. I now realize that one of the reasons that my life gets better each year is that I am always meeting new people, many who have become friends while others are acquaintances but all enrich my life. And I really appreciate how many of you have added luster through the friendships you have offered.
As I have mentioned in the past much of my time is spent with people who have decided to move to a new phase in their lives that will give them the opportunity to have full and happy time during the years they have left. They often ask me why I am willing to spend so much time with them when there is nothing in it for me. I do the best I can to let them know there is plenty in it for me; I have a new bright memory to add to my scrapbook, one more person has a better shot at life and often they will include helping others through volunteerism in their new life plan.
It seems to me we all have a choice as we age, we can live in the past revisiting the memories we have saved or we can take advantage of every opportunity to add to them. In my experience lonesomeness is more a personal choice than forced isolation.
Here is something Ralph Marston wrote that can make all our lives even better.
Today will soon be over. Yet the value you create while it is still here will be with you for a long time to come.
Today, there are hurts that you can heal. Today, there are disagreements that you can transform into understanding.
Today, there are challenges and problems that can, through your efforts, become positive achievements. Today, there are weaknesses that can, through your attention and persistence, become strengths.
Today, there are visions that can be forged into reality. Today, there are small moments that can become treasured memories.
Today, there are joys that can be brought to life. Today, there is love that can grow ever stronger.
Today is a day that is filled with possibilities. See how many of the best of them you can bring to life.
To live in hearts we leave behind Is not to die.
A grandma and grandpa were busy telling their little granddaughter what their own childhood was like: “I used to ice skate outside on a pond during the winter,” Grandpa said.
“I had a swing made from a tire,” Grandma added. “It hung from a tree in our front yard.”
“I rode our pony bareback,” Grandpa said.
“My brothers and sisters and I used to pick wild raspberries in in the woods,” Grandma said. “We would eat them right off the bush, staining our mouth and fingers in the process.”
The little granddaughter was wide-eyed, taking all this in. At last she said, “Wow…..I sure wish I’d gotten to know you two sooner!”
“A healthy attitude is contagious but don’t wait to catch it from others. Be a carrier.”
Memory of an accident in a Uniontown, Pennsylvania cemetery:
Here lies the body
of Jonathan Blake
Stepped on the gas
Instead of the brake.
Little Johnny and Little Mary were talking one day. Little Mary asked “what is the highest number you have ever counted up?” “I counted up to 1,279 once” Johnny answered. “WoW!
Really? Why did you stop at 1,279?”
Mary asked. “Because church was over.”
Skier: Someone who pays an arm and a leg to break them.
A devoutly Christian couple felt it important to own an equally Christian pet. So, after careful inquiry, they went shopping at a kennel specializing in Christian dogs. They found a dog they liked quite a lot. When they asked the dog to fetch the Bible, he did it in a flash. When they instructed him to look up Psalm 23, he complied eagerly, using his paws with dexterity. They were impressed; they immediately purchased the animal, and went home (piously of course).
That night they had friends over. They were so proud of their new Christian dog and his religious skills, they called the dog and began showing him off. The friends were impressed, and asked whether the dog was able to do any of the usual dog tricks, as well. This stopped the couple cold, as they hadn’t thought about “normal” tricks.
“Well,” they said, “let’s find out.”Once more they called the dog, and they clearly pronounced the command, “Heel!” Quick as a wink, the dog jumped up, put his paw on the guest’s forehead, closed his eyes, and began to pray.
Clock: A small mechanical device to wake up people without children.
On the first day of college, the Dean addressed the students, pointing out some of the rules:
“The female dormitory will be out-of-bounds for all male students, and the male dormitory to the female students.
Anybody caught breaking this rule will be fined $20 the first time.”
He continued, “Anybody caught breaking this rule a second time will be fined $60. Being caught a third time will cost you a fine of $180. Are there any questions?”
At this point, a male student in the crowd inquired, “How much for a season pass?”
“Be forever a student. He and he alone is an old man who feels that he has learnt enough and has need for no more knowledge.”
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