June 27, 2019
I have found that if you love life, life will love you back.
I have another busy morning so I am again sending you a Daily from sixteen years ago. Have a great day.
Ray’s Daily first published on June 27, 2003
Did you know that President Harry Truman was responsible for my wife and me getting married? I didn’t think so. Well here is how it happened, on this day in 1950 President Harry S. Truman announced that he was ordering U.S. air and naval forces to South Korea. I was a young teenager at the time and had joined the Naval Reserve because a uniform sounded neat. In 1952 the Navy decided they needed me. So off to the Navy I went. They decided that I had the qualifications to go to Fire Control Technician School, little did I know it had nothing to do with me becoming a fireman, rather they were training me to become one of the first computer technicians in the Navy. While in school located just outside of Baltimore a buddy asked me to go to New York with him so that we could date some female friends of his. I went, met Nancy, and got married to her in the spring of 1953. Soon after we were married I was assigned to an aircraft carrier that eventually got to Korea as the war was ending. It was a terrible war, many men were killed, our country was in turmoil as we debated the best course of action, and the results were disappointing, unless you count Nancy’s and my marriage. Thanks, Harry.
As you know I am an experienced retiree, having done it so many times. If you are like I am, most of the people you spend time with and care about are the people in the work place. I have often been saddened by those past fellow workers that slowly slip away as the years roll by. At the same time I enjoy all the new beginnings, new challenges, new friends, and the new things I get to do and see. Everyday provides the opportunity to experience something new that I would have missed if I hadn’t retired and then found new challenges. For me the real joy is the people I meet and especially those who become new friends. In almost every situation there is a benefit if we can only find it. In my case, as an example, all of my medical problems has resulted in my becoming friends with many of my care-givers. One of my favorites is the nurse that manages the Pacemaker monitoring, etc. for my cardiology group. I lunched with her yesterday to learn about her recent trip to Italy. She said she was in line at a train station in Venice when she heard someone speaking English, she noticed he was wearing a Kiwanis pin. Somehow in the conversation she asked if he knew me, and low and behold it turned out that he is a board member of Kiwanis International and a long time friend, he proceeded to ask her about my health. Here were two post-retirement friends who met thousands of miles away from Indianapolis who had something in common only because I was lucky enough to have met them in recent years. Life is full.
True friendship multiplies the good in life and divides it’s evils. Strive to have friends, for life without friends is like life on a desert island. To find one real friend in a lifetime is good fortune; to keep him is a blessing.
Ralphie was practicing the violin in the living room while his father was trying to read in the den.
The family dog was lying in the den, and as the screeching sounds of little Harold’s violin reached his ears, he began to howl loudly.
The father listened to the dog and the violin as long as he could. Then he jumped up, slammed his paper to the floor and yelled above the noise, “For Pete’s sake, can’t you play something the dog doesn’t know?!”
Virtue is its own punishment.
A young boy came home from school and told his mother, “I had a big fight with Sidney. He called me a sissy.”
“What did you do?” the mother asked.
“I hit him with my purse!”
“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakes.”
Carl G. Jung
A Norwegian took a trip to Fargo, North Dakota. While in a bar, an Indian on the next stool spoke to the Norwegian in a friendly manner. “Look,” he said, “let’s have a little game. I’ll ask you a riddle. If you can answer it, I’ll buy YOU a drink. If you can’t then you buy me one. OK?”
“Ja, dat sounds purty good,” said the Norwegian.
The Indian said, “My father and mother had one child. It wasn’t my brother. It wasn’t my sister. Who was it?”
The Norwegian scratched his head and finally said, “I give up. Who vas it?”
“It was ME,” chortled the Indian.
So the Norwegian paid for the drinks. Back in Sioux Falls the Norwegian went into the bar and spotted one of his cronies, “Sven,” he said, “I got a game. If you can answer a question, I’ll buy you a drink. If you can’t, you have to buy me vun. Fair enough?”
“Fair enough,” said Sven.
Ok…my father and mudder had vun child. It vasn’t my brudder. It vasn’t my sister. Who vas it?”
“Search me,” said Sven.
“I give up, who vas it?” “It vas some Indian up in Fargo, North Dakota.”
What’s the hardest thing about playing golf with your wife? -Having to say, “Great shot, Honey!” 142 times.
A programmer had been missing from work for over a week when finally someone noticed and called the cops.
They went round to his flat and broke the door down. They found him dead in the still running shower with an empty bottle of shampoo next to his body. Apparently he’d been washing his hair.
The instructions on the bottle said:
Wet hair Apply shampoo Lather Rinse Repeat
Little Johnny asked his grandma how old she was. Grandma answered, “39 and holding.” Johnny thought for a moment, and then said, “And how old would you be if you let go?”
I’ve taken a vow of poverty. To annoy me, send money.
Jill and Nina went to lecture on positive thinking. After the lecture was done, Nina said to Jill, “You know, I learned a lot from this. From now on, I am going to accentuate the positive and eliminate the negative. From now on, I am going to use the word IS instead of the word NOT.”
“You’re right Nina. I am going to quit making negative statements too. I am going to speak positively from now on as well”, Jill said.
“Really Jill, like what?” asked Nina.
“Well,” Jill says, “I used to always say that my husband was not fit to live with the hogs. Now I am going to say he IS fit to live with them.”
“An archaeologist is the best husband a woman can have. The older she gets, the more interested he is in her.”
“May I try on that dress in the window?” the gorgeous young woman asks the manager of the designer boutique.
“Go ahead,” the manager replies. “Maybe it’ll attract business.
I have an inferiority complex, but it’s not a very good one.
Jones jumped up from the card table white with rage. “Stop this game,” he shouted, “Smith is cheating!”
“How do you know?”
“He’s not playing the hand I dealt him.”
Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.
John Homer Miller
Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.
Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than fifteen years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at email@example.com. Back issues are posted at http://rays-daily,com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.
Comments on: "Thanks Harry" (1)
yes, to the positive