I just received this from an old friend and am passing it along ----
THIS IS A KEEPER
I grew up with practical parents. A mother, God love her, who washed
aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it. She was the
original recycle queen before they had a name for it. A father who was
happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.
Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends
lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee
shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and
dishtowel in the other. It was the time for fixing things. A curtain
rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a
dress. Things we keep. It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me
crazy. All that re-fixing, eating, renewing, I wanted just once to be
wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew
there'd always be more.
But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the
warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning
that sometimes there isn't any more.
Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away
never to return. So ... While we have it ... it's best we love it
...And care for it ... And fix it when it's broken ... And heal it
when it's sick.
This is true. For marriage ... And old cars ... And children with bad
report cards ... And dogs with bad hips ... And aging parents ... And
grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are
Some things we keep. Like a best friend that moved away or a classmate
we grew up with.
There are just some things that make life important, like people
we know who are special ... And so, we keep them close!
I received this from someone who thinks I am a 'keeper', so I've Sent
it to the people I think of in the same way ... Now it's your turn to
send this to those people that are "keepers" in your life. Good
friends are like stars ... You don't always see them, but you know
they are always there. Keep them close!
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING, SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD.
MY NAME IS ALICE , AND I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH A NEW DENTIST.
SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE SAME NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 50-ODD YEARS AGO.
AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN PARK HIGH SCHOOL.
'WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?' I ASKED.
THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, BALD,
""WHAT DID YOU TEACH?
A very cranky woman "in her senior years" was arrested for shoplifting at a grocery
store. She gave everyone a hard time, from the store manager to the security guard
to the arresting officer who took her away. She complained and criticized everything
and everyone throughout the process.
When she appeared before the judge, the judge asked her what she had stolen from
The lady defiantly replied, "Just a stupid can of peaches."
The judge then asked why she had done it.
She replied, "I was hungry and forgot to bring any cash to the store."
The judge asked how many peaches were in the can.
She replied in a nasty tone, "Nine! But why do you care about that?"
The judge answered patiently, "Well, ma'am, because I'm going to give you nine days in
jail -- one day for each peach."
As the judge was about to drop his gavel, the lady's long-suffering husband raised his
hand slowly and asked if he might speak.
The judge said, "Yes sir, what do you have to add?"
The husband said meekly, "Your Honour, she also stole two cans of peas."