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Ray’s Daily

October 25, 2022


Friends are relatives you make for yourself.

Eustache Deschamps

Today is going to be great, my friend Dr. Sally Basset is coming to speak to our community. Sally is a world traveler having visited 120 countries. She also has had an illustrious career having headed a number of organizations. She is a college professor, philanthropist, author and the founder of Women for Adventure. I consider her to be a special friend and look forward to her visit.


Friends answer your needs before their own.

You come to them with your hunger,

And they satisfy you with peace.

That’s how friends are.

Friends let you speak your mind,

Without worrying what their thoughts will be.

Friends know when you are silent,

They need to listen your heart.

I consent to receiving emails and personalized ads.

Friends share the joy and the pain.

They know about desire and rejection.

Friends allow you to be who you are,

Without expectations of who you should be.

Friends don’t come with a purpose,

They don’t come with a plan.

They come to enlighten your spirit,

They come to brighten your heart.

They come to give you a hand when needed

And expect nothing in return.

It is the little things that friends do.

Like fill your heart with pleasure, hope and joy.

AAHH… The Sweetness Of Friendsip

There can be no price placed on Friendship

It has once been told.

For Friendships are worth far more than gold.

Author Unknown


True friends are never apart, maybe in distance but never in heart.

Helen Keller


‘m Only Mature

Today at the drugstore, the clerk was a gent.

From my purchase this chap took off ten percent.

I asked for the cause of a lesser amount;

And he answered, “Because of the Seniors Discount”

I went to McDonald’s for a burger and fries; and there, once again, got quite a surprise.

The clerk poured some coffee which he handed to me.

He said, “For you, Seniors, the coffee is free.” Understand—I’m not old—I’m merely mature;

But some things are changing, temporarily, I’m sure.

The newspaper print gets smaller each day, And people speak softer—can’t hear what they say.

My teeth are my own (I have the receipt.), and my glasses identify people I meet.

Oh, I’ve slowed down a bit…not a lot, I am sure.

You see, I’m not old…I’m only mature.

The gold in my hair has been bleached by the sun.

You should see all the damage that chlorine has done.

Washing my hair has turned it all white,

But don’t call it gray…saying “blonde” is just right.

My car is all paid for…not a nickel is owed.

Yet a kid yells, “Old duffer…get off of the road!”

My car has no scratches…not even a dent.

Still I get all that guff from a punk who’s “Hell bent.”

My friends all get older…much faster than me.

They seem much more wrinkled, from what I can see.

I’ve got “character lines,” not wrinkles…for sure,

But don’t call me old…just call me mature.

The steps in the houses they’re building today

Are so high that they take…your breath all away;

And the streets are much steeper than ten years ago.

That should explain why my walking is slow.

But I’m keeping up on what’s hip and what’s new,

And I think I can still dance a mean boogaloo.

I’m still in the running…in this I’m secure,

“I’m not really old…I’m only mature.


Always do right. This will gratify some people, and astonish the rest.

Mark Twain


She said: When our dryer broke, my husband set to work. He found the problem quickly and, since he needed to replace the belt, decided to repair a cracked knob and a broken hinge too.

Upon arrival at the Sears parts counter, he said he needed a belt, knob, hinge, and a crescent-shaped wire he’d found inside the dryer. He didn’t know where it belonged, but he confidently assured the clerk that he could figure it out once he got into the job.

“I have the other parts,” the clerk said, “but for the wire you have to go to Lingerie. This is an underwire from your wife’s bra.”


A loyal friend laughs at your jokes when they’re not so good, and sympathizes with your problems when they’re not so bad.

Arnold H. Glasow


After waiting more than an hour and a half for her date, the young lady decided she had been stood up.  She changed from her dinner dress into pajamas and slippers, fixed some popcorn and resigned herself to an evening of TV.

No sooner had she flopped down in front of the TV than her doorbell rang. There stood her date.

He took one look at her and gasped, “I’m two hours late . . . and you’re still not ready?”


“You can always tell a man who is a non-conformist, because he looks just like every other non-conformist.”


Max Levy goes to his doctor complaining of aches and pains all over his body. After a thorough examination, the doctor gives him a clean bill of health. “Max, you’re in excellent shape for an 85 year old man. But I’m not a magician – I can’t make you any younger”, says the doctor.

“Who asked you to make me younger?” says Max. “Just make sure I get older!”


Friends are the siblings God never gave us.



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

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