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Deep Thoughts


NewbornI believe that man is born inherently good. We are born with all of the goodness that God can bestow on one human being. How many cruel and evil babies have you seen? What you see is a miracle of God at its best. A perfect little human.

That child enters this world with nothing but trust, and remains that way until their brain has matured enough to begin seeing the world around them. What a child learns are what we as a human race teach them. Do you think that a child wakes up one morning thinking, “you know when I am seventeen, I’m going to be selling dope, and I might even rob a liquor store. I think for kicks I’ll shoot the person who’s there.”

What do you think this child learned while his mind was developing? Were mom and dad both working in order to take care of the family? Maybe the child was a latchkey kid who sat in front of the television for hours watching humans kill, beat and rape other humans. Laugh at others misfortune. It could have also been a case of a one-parent family where the child felt abandoned. There are multitudes of possible reasons. Bottom line is they learn by example.
This child may not have received any guidance from his/her parents, because they received none from theirs. How can a young adult make good choices concerning their life if their main role models didn’t teach and guide them. It makes it very easy to take guidance from other kids who don’t have guidance from their parents either.

We live an “anything goes” life style. Parents do their thing and kids do theirs. My parents were firm believers in the spare the rod spoil the child mentality. Their parenting skills came from what they saw and lived as children. My parenting skills were learned the same way. I believe I was a better parent than mine were, and my children are better at parenting than I am.

I blame parents when kids are disrespectful, foul mouthed or when they get into trouble. I know sometimes parents can’t control what is going on, but where were they when morals, values, right and wrong should have been taught.
I believe the majority of parents do the best they can concerning their children. What kind of a favor are we doing future generations by not teaching children how to behave in public or at home for that matter?

I have two grown children who turned out well in spite of me. Do I have regrets about their raising? You bet I do. I wish I could do it over again, but that’s not possible. I have to live with my mistakes. I wish every household could be like the thirty minute shows in the 50’ and 60’s such as “My Three Sons, or Father Knows Best, and Leave It To Beaver. Wouldn’t our world be wonderful? We’d have perfect households with terrific kids who would talk to their parents about anything. They made mistakes, but not bad ones. Everything ended on a positive note.

Have we as a society created a future society with an attitude of “I’ll do what I want, when I want and I don’t care what happens to you.” It is a very scary thought to me what my grandchildren will have to deal with. How do you feel about it?

Dreams and Goals


November 25, 2013

One of the amazing things we have been given as humans is the unquenchable desire to have dreams of a better life, and the ability to establish goals to live out those dreams. Think of it: We can look deep within our hearts and dream of a better situation for ourselves and our families; dream of better financial lives and better emotional or physical lives; certainly dream of better spiritual lives. But what makes this even more powerful is that we have also been given the ability to not only dream but to pursue those dreams and not only to pursue them, but the cognitive ability to actually lay out a plan and strategies (setting goals) to achieve those dreams. Powerful! And that is what we will discuss in detail this week: How to dream dreams and establish goals to get those dreams.

What are your dreams and goals? This isn’t what you already have or what you have done, but what you want. Have you ever really sat down and thought through your life values and decided what you really want? Have you ever taken the time to truly reflect, to listen quietly to your heart, to see what dreams live within you? Your dreams are there. Everyone has them. They may live right on the surface, or they may be buried deep from years of others telling you they were foolish, but they are there.
So how do we know what our dreams are? This is an interesting process and it relates primarily to the art of listening. This is not listening to others; it is listening to yourself. If we listen to others, we hear their plans and dreams (and many will try to put their plans and dreams on us). If we listen to others, we can never be fulfilled. We will only chase elusive dreams that are not rooted deep within us. No, we must listen to our own hearts.
Let’s take a look at some practical steps/thoughts on hearing from our hearts on what our dreams are:


“I find it fascinating that most people plan their vacations with better care than they plan their lives. Perhaps that is because escape is easier than change.”

“If you don’t design your own life plan, chances are you’ll fall into someone else’s plan. And guess what they may have planned for you? Not much.”
“The reason why most people face the future with apprehension instead of anticipation is because they don’t have it well designed.”

The guy says, ‘When you work where I work, by the time you get home, it’s late. You’ve got to have a bite to eat, watch a little TV, relax and get to bed. You can’t sit up half the night planning, planning, planning.’ And he’s the same guy who is behind on his car payment!”


“Without constant activity, the threats of life will soon overwhelm the values.” – Jim Rohn
Take time to be quiet. This is something that we don’t do enough in this busy world of ours. We rush, rush, rush, and we are constantly listening to noise all around us. The human heart was meant for times of quiet, to peer deep within. It is when we do this that our hearts are set free to soar and take flight on the wings of our own dreams. Schedule some quiet “dream time” this week. No other people. No cell phone. No computer. Just you, a pad, a pen, and your thoughts.

Challenge to Succeed
Think about what really thrills you. When you are quiet, think about those things that really get your blood moving. What would you LOVE to do, either for fun or for a living? What would you love to accomplish? What would you try if you were guaranteed to succeed? What big thoughts move your heart into a state of excitement and joy? When you answer these questions you will feel great and you will be in the “dream zone.” It is only when we get to this point that we experience what our dreams are.
Write down all of your dreams as you have them. Don’t think of any as too outlandish or foolish— remember, you’re dreaming! Let the thoughts fly and take careful record.
Now, prioritize those dreams. Which are most important? Which are most feasible? Which would you love to do the most? Put them in the order in which you will actually try to attain them. Remember, we are always moving toward action, not just dreaming.
Here is the big picture: Life is too short to not pursue your dreams. Someday your life will near its end and all you will be able to do is look backwards. You can reflect with joy or regret. Those who dream, who set goals and act on them to live out their dreams are those who live lives of joy and have a sense of peace when they near the end of their lives. They have finished well, for themselves and for their families.
Remember: These are the dreams and goals that are born out of your heart and mind. These are the goals that are unique to you and come from who you were created to be and gifted to become. Your specific goals are what you want to attain because they are what will make your life joyful and bring your family’s life into congruence with what you want it to be.


This is a wonderful article by the Life Planner, Jim Rohn. I hope you enjoyed it. For those who celebrate Thanksgiving, I pray you have a blessed one with your family and friends. Shirley

The Best Of Times


televisionWhen I watched this video I knew I had to share it. It is so full of memories for those of us raised in the 50’s and 60’s and will show the younger folks some of what they missed. Whoever put this video together did a great job. The music is great and it reminds me of how much I miss that time. It also reminds me that what goes around comes around. Parents didn’t like the music then and I sure more than a few don’t like today’s music. Isn’t it wonderful to know that Rock N Roll didn’t pull us all down to the pits of hell as everyone thought.

The old TV shows brought a smile to my face. Remembering my Saturday mornings with Rin Tin Tin, The Micky Mouse Club and so many more. I still like to watch Roy Rogers and the Cisco Kid on cable.

I do hope you enjoy this video as much as I did, so you can go back to those days, if only for a few minutes.

The Best Of Times Part Two.

It’s Monday

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061003-N-0000K-001 Dr. William H. “Bill” Cosby speaks at Frederick Douglass High School during his visit to the school. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I bet you looked at the title and thought something went wrong because it’s Monday. Surprise, not a thing is wrong. I want to share a funny Bill Cosby video with you.

It made me laugh and I wanted to share that laugh. I remember watching older versions of the show You Bet Your Life, but I didn’t have the privilege of seeing this version.


You Bet Your Life – Definitely From the South


Don’t Make The Mistake. A Lesson Learned

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I certainly learned a big lesson when I self- published my book “The Tower” last November.  I was  so excited I’d actually wrote myself and the world a book.  How cool is that?  My family and I patted myself on the back until we all needed our shoulders fixed.  What a magical time and it did feel good.

Now it is June of 2011 and I have pulled the book from sale.  Bottom line is I was in such a hurry I didn’t think I needed to follow the long tedious process that’s been proven to be successful.

I wrote a very good story, but when I read it again after six months.  I knew I couldn’t leave it out in the world.

I can say I’ve leared a great deal over the last six months, I didn’t know when I wrote the book.  I looked at it and my brain screamed, How could you make those kind of mistakes.  For me it was lack of knowledge at the time.

I know I’ve not been the only one who made this error of getting in such a hurry, I failed to produce a quality book.    I’m now in the process of correcting the errors I made and hope to have the book back on the market in a couple of months.

Pay attention to what fellow writers say.  Always put your writing away for awhile and then go back and critique it.  You might be surprised at what you find.  I learned the lesson the hard way so I wanted to share with you, so just maybe you might be smarter than I was.

Edit until you can’t edit anymore

After you put it away, pull it out and edit again.

The video today is a fast talking young woman on How To Publish.


Strike Three, Your Out

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Jamie Henson, and his girlfriend, Mandy are on their way to a baseball game at Drillers Stadium.  They are both big baseball fans since they both have fathers who played the game.  Both dad’s were in the major league. Jamie’s dad played short stop for the LA Dodgers and Mandy’s dad was a pitcher for the Cubs.  Their shared love of baseball is what drew them together, in the first place.

” I can’t wait to get into the stands and start cheering,” Jamie says.

“Jamie you don’t cheer, you fuss, fume, cuss and stomp, at the umpire. You critique every call that is made, and sometimes very loudly.  As many games as we have been to, you have always done the same thing.  Even at home in front of the TV, you talk or yell at the umpire.”

“I just get excited when something happens.  There is nothing wrong with that.  You are supposed to get excited when the game is going on.  Baseball is a game for the fans, so they can be part of the game.  It is what makes it great.”

They get to Driller Stadium about forty-five minutes before the first pitch.  They find their seats without difficulty.  They are lucky because they have end row seats and a great view of the field.  They settle into their seats as the crowd fills in around them.

Jamie is a large built young man.  He stands about six feet four inches tall and weighs about 250 pounds.  He has really broad shoulders and large biceps from lifting weights.  Mandy is a petite blonde, that will weigh one hundred and ten pounds during her really heavy times.  They are quite a striking pair to look at when they are together.  With his size alone, one can tell he makes a big impression when he gets excited at a game.

The first pitch is thrown and it is a line drive down the third base line.  Jamie is out of his seat yelling, “come on Jones, get those pitches under control.”  He sits back down until another batter hits the ball to the outfield.

The first batter makes a run for home and slides in.  The umpire calls him safe. Jamie is on his feet yelling, “Are you crazy ump?  That guy was out by a mile.  Can’t you see? Do you need new glasses old man?”  Mandy looks at him but does not say a word.  He just smiles and sits back down.

There is an older woman in her seventy’s sitting directly behind Jamie.  She taps Jamie on the shoulder and leans forward as he turns around.  “Young man, would you please stay in your seat so I can see the game?  You are blocking my view and I want to enjoy the game also.”

Jamie says, “sure lady, whatever.”

“Jamie don’t you think you were a little rude to the lady?”

“Mandy, I paid good money to come to this game and I am going to watch it, just like I always do.  She can scoot over a little bit and see just fine.”
Jamie continues his obnoxious behavior and the little old lady asks him again to please sit down.  He just ignores her.

The little lady smiles and says “It’s okay honey, I am going to be just fine.”

Jamie gets two cups containing Coke for himself and Mandy.  He hands Mandy her cup,takes a sip out of his, and places it beside him on the seat.  The batter hits the ball over the back wall, and Jamie stands up, screaming as the runner makes the bases.

The little old lady has her purse in her lap and opens it up.  She takes out a bottle of pills and removes two of them and leans over and places them in Jamie’s coke, without anyone noticing.

After a few minutes Jamie sits back down and picks up his Coke and takes a long drink.  “It is hot out here today, this Coke is really hitting the spot.”  Mandy agrees and goes on watching the game.  She is upset over Jamie’s obnoxious behavior, and is not talking to him very much.

Jamie finishes his Coke, and continues to watch the game.  He begins to feel very sleepy and can’t keep his eyes open.  He tells Mandy he is having trouble staying awake.

“Put your head on my shoulder and close your eyes for a couple of minutes and maybe you will feel better,” Mandy says.  Jamie puts his head on her shoulder and drifts off.

Several plays  happen on the field, and Jamie keeps his head on Mandy’s shoulder.  The little old lady leans towards Mandy and says, “honey don’t worry about him, he is going to be fine.  I just put a couple of my Xanex in his coke to help him calm down.”

Mandy’s mouth fell open and the little old lady sat back and smiled.  She watched the rest of the ball game without any problem.

The moral of this story is, don’t stand when you are supposed to be sitting or it could be strike three, you’re out.

For The Good Ol’ Days


Day 13:  I read a story this morning from a writer friend of mine  Living Words, on FanStory called Ah, For The Dumb Ol’ Days.  It struck me as marvelous because he reminded me of how really dumb I use to be, and how much I wish I were that way again.  I am sharing the story with you and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. 

Being a child of the fifties’, I agree with him whole heartedly, about going back to the better times.  It is a shame as we age we have to really learn the truth about things that really shouldn’t matter to us.  Something changes in us when all of our illusions are taken away.  He reminded me what things use to be like when everything I saw seemed so real, and would really like them that way again. 

 Ah, For The Dumb Ol’ Days By LivingWords

If you saw “Jaws” when it was released to theaters in 1975, you must admit when you visited Universal Studios sometime after, you were surprised…and disappointed. Not only did the shark look like a blue-grey inner tube with plastic dentures, they named him “Bruce” for God sake. 

 When I first saw “African Queen”, I really believed I was (somehow) witnessing Bogart and Hepburn soaring down the rapids, hanging on for their lives, only to learn later ‘grips’ were tossing pails full of water at them as their “raft” rocked on the equivalent of a mechanical bull. It’s just not the same.

 Movies had a greater impact when I was (more) ignorant. I didn’t need to know Vivian Leigh was complaining about Clark Gable’s bad breath during their love scenes in Gone With The Wind. The comedy Pillow Talk, the perfect romantic coupling of Doris Day and Rock Hudson is no longer enjoyable. Jamie Lee Curtis has a penis? Pea soup in the Exorcist? Jello in The Ten Commandments? Chocolate syrup in Psycho? TMI!

 TV was better when I was naive as well. “I Love Lucy” is still the greatest, but it was better before I found out Desi was running around on Lucy and their real-life marriage was in the pits. Now the famous line, “Lucy, you got some ‘splainin to do” is more ironic than humorous. 

 Or that all of Johnny Carson’s wives names started with a ‘J’ because he didn’t want to pop for newly monogrammed towels? Dean Martin rarely drank? That’s not really Donald Trump’s boardroom? My whole world is turned upside down. 

 And music. Elvis didn’t make his first record for his mother (it was simply a demo). Lennon and McCartney never sat down and wrote a song together. MacArthur Park was about a park? I thought it was about a cake. Mike Jagger is considering suicide rather than being forced to sing “Satisfaction” again? 

 Then I found out Paul Anka wrote “My Way” which I always thought was Frank Sinatra’s “My Way” until Elvis recorded “My Way” his way and then a lot of other singers sang it their way, which was essentially the same way. I’m so confused. 

 I want to go back to when I wouldn’t have noticed the zipper on the back of The Creature From The Black Lagoon’s costume. When the bad guys would widen their eyes and cackle on the screen, followed by a full orchestra playing “Da-Da-Da-Dum!”  When I was content learning “Rose Bud” was Citizen Kane’s sleigh, without a clue that in real life Orson Welles was mocking William Randolph Hearst’s pet name for his girlfriend’s genitalia (true).   

 Speaking of sex, take me back to Sophia Loren coming out of the water in ‘Boy on a Dolphin’. Back to Annette’s first bra, Barbara Eden’s hidden navel, and Diana Rigg as Emma Peel. Better yet, take me back to the days when I had no reason not to believe the phrase “You’re so big!” 

 Life goes on, but progress should be measured in perspective. Let’s take a break. No more Learning or Discovery Channel, block publication of Entertainment Weekly, and redirect all Google searches to AOL. That alone will take us back a decade. 

 Then, write your Congressperson. Restore the Fairness Doctrine and shut down Fox, YouTube, Facebook and Twitter. Return to the principle of “Ignorance is Bliss” and we’ll all be happy…again.

The time has arrived for me to head out to play.  Enjoy and that is my two cents for today.