Ray's musings and humor

I am a lucky guy

Ray’s Daily

June 10, 2019


Where there is love there is life.

Mahatma Gandhi


At dinner the other night I told a friend that I have never been closer to my wife than I am now. Our sixty-six years of marriage was filled with good days and a few troubled days but we survived. We tended to follow our own interests most of the time, not holding hands as often as I would have liked.

I could not have had a better companion, especially in troubled times. But nothing in our past was as sweet as our lives together is these days. We need each other and we are always there to do what we can. My wife’s memory is not that good these days and it is my job to give her medications and accompany her as much as I can. She continues to have a sense of humor and has never been more affectionate. I am truly blessed.

I do regret the days I missed telling her in the past how much I appreciated each day we spent together, I am glad I now have the opportunity to make up for what I failed to do in the past.

Here is a story about someone who knew the value of the regular expression of affection.

Enjoy the moment

“After spending nearly every waking minute with Angel for eight straight days, I knew that I had to tell her just one thing. So late at night, just before she fell asleep, I whispered it in her ear. She smiled – the kind of smile that makes me smile back –and she said, ‘When I’m seventy-five and I think about my life and what it was like to be young, I hope that I can remember this very moment.’

A few seconds later she closed her eyes and fell asleep. The room was peaceful – almost silent. All I could hear was the soft purr of her breathing. I stayed awake thinking about the time we’d spent together and all the choices in our lives that made this moment possible. And at some point, I realized that it didn’t matter what we’d done or where we’d gone. Nor did the future hold any significance.

All that mattered was the serenity of the moment. Just being with her and breathing with her.”


Love is one of the strongest feelings one can ever have. It comes over you all of a sudden and totally absorbs before you manage to realize the fact.

Auliq Ice


A doctor and a lawyer were talking at a party. Their conversation was constantly interrupted by people describing their ailments and asking the doctor for free medical advice.

After an hour of this, the exasperated doctor asked the lawyer, “What do you do to stop people from asking you for legal advice when you’re out of the office?”

“I give it to them,” replied the lawyer, “and then I send them a bill.”

The doctor was shocked, but agreed to give it a try. The next day, still feeling slightly guilty, the doctor prepared the bills. When he went to place them in his mailbox, he found a bill from the lawyer.


One of the burdens of office of the small town mayor was his brother in-law, a fellow who liked to throw his or, rather, his in-law’s political weight around. The mayor had instructed his policemen and other city officials to treat him just like they would any other taxpayer. The brother-in-law got a ticket for overtime parking. He immediately descended in fury on police headquarters, waving the ticket and sputtering, “Hey, do you know who I am?” The desk sergeant surveyed him calmly, picked up his telephone and dialed the mayor’s office. “Tell the mayor,” he said to the secretary, “that his brother-in-law is down here and can’t remember his name.”


An e-mail computer virus swept across the globe that automatically opens adult websites on the victim’s screen. Authorities intended to track down the hackers responsible for the virus just as soon as somebody complains.


Stacey makes a new friend at school and invites her home for the first time.  Stacey excuses herself to fetch her Mom and introduce her new friend.  As her friend is standing in the living room next to the fireplace, she picks up the attractive vase on the mantle.

When Stacey returns with her mother, her friend is staring curiously into the vase.  “Oh, those are my father’s ashes,” Stacey informs her new friend.

However, this startles her so that she drops the vase with a <gasp!> — ashes and broken vase scattering all around.  After turning three shades of red she stammers out, “Oh, no… I’m, oh!… I, can’t … didn’t mean to..”

“It’s OK dear,” the mother says. “The vase was just from Wal-Mart.”

The new friend catches her breath enough to say, “But … but your husband’s ashes…”

“Well,” the mother says, “looks like he’ll just have to get himself up and get the ashtray from the kitchen from now on!”


“Competence, like truth, beauty and contact lenses, is in the eye of the beholder.”

Laurence J. Peter


Sarah dropped in on her sister Molly and found her sitting at the kitchen table, staring blankly at a half-empty cup of coffee, her three kids squabbling loudly in the other room.

“What’s wrong Molly?” she asked.

Molly told her that she had “morning sickness.”

Surprised, Sarah said, I didn’t even know you were pregnant!”

“I’m not.” the harried middle-aged mother replied. “I’m just sick of mornings.”


Q: How many witches does it take to change a lightbulb?

A: Into what?


A man decides to join the circus. He shows up to demonstrate his skills to the impresario. “I have the most unusual act,” he announces. “I’m sure it will amaze you.”

He proceeds to climb a tall tower, and jumps off. He flaps his arms wildly, and finally his fall slows. He soars forward, then swoops upward, turns and swoops back again. Finally he stops in mid air and gently lowers himself to the ground.

The impresario stares blankly at him for a long time. Finally he says, “Is that all you’ve got? Bird imitations?”


There is no power greater than true affection.

Seneca The Younger


Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

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

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