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Flour 6-08

THE KITTEN'S STORY Found on 5/29

Found a kitten on Monday lying in he road that had been hit by a car. It's front right leg just hangs there. The kitten is very vocal (meow, meow) and is as cute as a button.

We already have 4 cats and the last thing we need is another one. "But this one is calico", someone said (as if that makes a difference). I guess it does. The other cats have rejected her. She doesn't fit in their clique. That's their problem as she now gets special attention and they don't. (haha on them). Now she gets to stay with the dogs (a sheltie and a black lab) and me. They TOTALLY accept her. In one short week she has become a little calico DOG. She sleeps and eats with them and even runs to greet me at the door. She runs on 3 legs, dragging the front . And the dogs watch out for her. It's great to see.

I was going to name her daisy but "flour" is what we ended up with. Notice the unique spelling. Anybody can have a cat named flower .. but ours will give the Pillsbury doughboy a run for his money.

Took her to the vet. Nothing broken but there is extensive nerve damage. The leg isn't going to get any better. I think she'll adapt. I hope so.

8/16 ... UPDATE
Peggy now runs with the pack (she's been accepted by them) but chooses to sleep with the dogs. So she maintains the "BEST" of both worlds. Yesterday she was spayed and the final decision was made NOT to amputate her leg.


R&R from the '50s and '60s.
Chamber Music.
Most light classicals.
and of course, Elvis.
Saw him LIVE 5 times! Front row TWICE !!


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Photography, Rock collecting (searching for crystals), Travel, history, Coin Collecting (US), I collect Russian Nesting Dolls, and stuff about the US Civil War..

Harry Potter series
Any of the Bourne Trilogy
Shawshank Redemption
Any old Charlie Chan Movie

Ballykissangel (British)
The Vicar of Dibley (British)
Monarch of the Glen (Glenbogle)(British)
Two and a Half Men
Big Bang Theory
'Til Death
The Mentalist
Price is right
Sky King
The Lone Ranger
The Cisco Kid
Howdy Doody

Roast Beef, Mashed potatoes,and corn on the cob
Chili con carne with beans
Steak on the grill, home fries, and any fresh veggie.
Chinese Food
The list could go on ..
a good joke
My wife and I are watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" while we were in bed I turned to her and said,
"Do you want to have sex?"
"No," she answered.
I then said, "Is that your final answer?"
She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, "Yes."
So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."
And then the fight started....

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My Joke of the Week

Two 90-year-old women, Rose and Barb, had been friends all of
their lives.

When it was clear that Rose was dying, Barb visited her every day One day Barb said, 'Rose, we both loved playing women's softball all our lives, and we played all through High School. Please do me one favor....when you get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's women's softball there.'
Rose looked up at Barb from her death bed and said, 'Barb,you've been my best friend for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you.'

Shortly after that, Rose passed on.

At midnight the following Friday, Barb was awakened from a sound
sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to her,
'Barb, Barb.'

'Who is it?' asked Barb, sitting up suddenly. 'Who is it?'
'Barb -- it's me, Rose.'
'You're not Rose.. Rose just died.'
'I'm telling you, it's me, Rose,' insisted the voice.
'Rose! Where are you?'
'In Heaven,' replied Rose. 'I have some really good news and a
little bad news.'
'Tell me the good news first,' said Barb.
The good news,' Rose said, 'is that there's Softball in Heaven.
Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before us are here,too. Better than that, we're all young again.
Better still, it's always springtime, and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play softball all we want, and we never get tired.'
'That's fantastic,' said Barb. 'It's beyond my wildest dreams!
So what's the bad news'

'You're pitching Tuesday.'



I'm married for the second time. My first wife (of 38 years) passed away from a brain tumor in 2002.


MY WIFE, JEAN, is an RN at the local hospital Emergency Room. We have (combined) 4 grown children and 10 grandchildren. I love my Grandchildren but I can't seem to finish a whole one anymore (joke). We live in a large Victorian home that was built before 1900 and we are in a constant state of remodeling and restoring. But we love it.

Rev. Fred

I am a retired Lutheran Pastor. I served 15 years in Baltimore, Maryland and 10 years in other places. Tamaqua, where we now live is within 20 miles of my very first parish. We're in the anthracite coal regions of Pa.


MY EDUCATION: High School in Narrowsburg, NY
BA in History from State Univ. of NY
BS in Anthropology from State Univ. of NY
M.Div.from Lutheran Theological Seminary in Philadelphia.
Ph.D in Biblical Theology from Evangelical Theological Seminary in St. Louis.

-- My first job was working in an orange juice factory, but I got canned. I couldn't concentrate.
-- Then I worked in the woods as a lumberjack, but I just couldn't hack it, so they gave me the axe.
-- After that, I tried to be a tailor, but I just wasn't suited for it --mainly because it was a sew-sew job.
-- Next, I tried working in a muffler factory, but that was too exhausting.
-- Then, I tried to be a chef -- figured it would add a little spice to my life, but I just didn't have the thyme.
-- I attempted to be a deli worker, but any way I sliced it, I couldn't cut the mustard.
-- My best job was a musician, but I found it hard to be noteworthy.
-- I studied a long time to become a doctor, but found I didn't have any patience.
-- Next was a job in a shoe factory. I tried but I just didn't fit in.
-- I became a professional fisherman, but discovered that I couldn't live on my net income.
-- I worked for a pool maintenance company, but it was just too draining.
-- So then I got a job in a workout center, but they said I wasn't fit for the job.
-- I tried working in Starbucks, but I had to quit because it was always the same old grind.
-- I even got a job as a historian -- until I realized there was no future in it.

My favorite color is PURPLE ... and all its permutations

Sunrises, Rain-showers on a sunny day, Travel, fireplaces, Stained Glass, Old Victorian Houses, cooking and so much more.

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A cowboy appeared before St. Peter at the Pearly Gates.

'Have you ever done anything of particular merit?' St. Peter asked.

'Well, I can think of one thing,' the cowboy offered.

'On a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota , I came upon a gang of bikers, who were threatening a young woman. I yelled for them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen.

So, I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed biker and smacked him in his face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground.

I yelled, 'Now, back off!! Or I'll kick the crap out of all of you!'

St. Peter was impressed, 'When did this happen?'

'Just a couple of minutes ago...'


One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a
well. The animal cried piteously for hours as
the farmer tried to figure out what to do.

Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the
well needed to be covered up anyway;

it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.

He invited all his neighbors to come over and
help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began
to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the
donkey realized what was happening and cried
horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he
quieted down.

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally
looked down the well. He was astonished at what
he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his
back, the donkey was doing something amazing.
He would shake it off and take a step up.

As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel
dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it
off and take a step up.

Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey
stepped up over the edge of the well and
happily trotted off!

Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds
of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well
is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of
our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out
of the deepest wells just by not stopping,
never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.

Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.

Live simply and appreciate what you have.

Give more.

Expect less

NOW ...........

Enough of that crap . .. The donkey later came back,

and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him.

The gash from the bite got infected and

the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.


When you do something wrong, and try to cover
your ass, it always comes back to bite you.

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