The World of
Grandpa Don
A work in progress - complete
but not finished
What's New
In the life of Grandpa Don
On this page I have
recorded what I found significant during the past week as well as my
thoughts about those events and other reflections. I started doing
this before the practice became popular on the internet
This is my diary, written a little each day and published weekly.
At times I may seem to
pontificate on a subject that comes to mind during the week. I do
not intend it as a demand or even a suggestion that everyone should
think or act as I do. It is rather, intended to let you know what
goes on in my mind ... how I am motivated to live as I do.
If The World of Grandpa Don
appeals to you,
you are free to join me in it. Be warned, however, it is not always what
some would call "The Real World".
Week Ending
Friday February 22, 2008
Go to the Current Event
for ..
Archive
Or to learn more of Grandpa Don and his
remarkable family ...
In
the Spotlight
Look here for
new or revised pages on this web site or maybe worth
a revisit.
Campus Carnage - and Other Senseless Killing
The
Prayer Corner
Visit
the On-Line Chapel
www.stjulie.org
Post your prayer requests there.
Before I presume to pray ...
for my offenses against God
and everyone else, I ask pardon.
I invite you
to
Pray with me
...
For guidance in
the choices we make so we follow the universal truths
leading to Love and Harmony.
Many of the quotes found on
this page are from the daily messages I receive from
Covenant House
A
Thought ...
Sometimes we
are so caught up in who's right and who's wrong that we
forget what's right and wrong.
Bono
Vince Malum
Overcome Evil with Good
Knight Grand Officer
Chev. Donald J Plefka, KGOStI,
OMStlAt-Large Priory Commander
Order of
Merit III
My kids couldn't find me! I forgot to
tell anyone where I was going Friday evening and I never go anyplace on
Friday evenings. When I didn't answer the phone, Anne Marie called her
brothers. Nobody was home at Dan's house but while talking to Tom they
decided to check the St Julie web site to see if anything was going on
there. Yes, ... there was an Evening with Christopher Walker scheduled and
they knew I must be there.
It was a marvelous evening of music and
stories with a meaning. You Catholics out there and even some Protestants
have been singing his music in church. His presentation included some of it
along with some stories of how God has worked in his life and how that
relates to ours. He has used his life experiences to inspire his music. One
of his stories was the fact that his 9 year old God Son gave him the words
to one of my favorite dismissal hymns, "Take the Love of God With You As You
Go." Christopher's theme for the evening was that our lives don't go
according to our plans and we better be prepared to deal with what ever
comes our way and make the most of it. No wonder I like him, we think alike.
When I returned home Anne Marie's frantic
message was returned and she was relieved that she and Tom had figured it
correctly. But I have been admonished never to forget to let her know when I
will be gone.
Mikey loves his new bed. It is very
similar to the old one but better made and a little more attractive to the
eye. That is as it should be ... things should be better that they were in
past years. It is called Progress. Speaking of Mikey ... he likes to be on
the living room couch and the family room couch. Sometimes he just bounds up
with no trouble at all and sometimes, when he thinks about it too much, he
has trouble jumping up. All I need to do is say, "I'll help you" and reach
for him and he does it himself. Often he will trample down a "scatter
pillow" and lay on it. Very often he will kick at them and "scatter" them on
the floor. Isn't that why they are called "scatter pillows"? One time
recently I was sitting comfortably in the Lazy Boy and he wanted to get on
the couch. I didn't get up to "help" him so he reached up and grabbed a
pillow, pulling it to the floor. He then did the same for the second pillow
... and walked away. I didn't understand this behavior.
I mentioned it to Anne Marie and
she knew right away. He was playing with me! He knows I always put the
pillows back and so he was putting them on the floor so I could put them
back! If you see me chasing sticks in the yard this summer you will
understand that he is getting me trained.
I look back on my
life like a good day's work;
it is done and I am satisfied with it.
~ Grandma Moses
(Grandma Moses was my 9th
cousin, twice removed)
Saturday it was sunny but cold most
of the day. Evening brought warmer temperatures and a light rain. It
rained all night and by morning the temps were in the 40's. There was
standing water everywhere. After mass on Sunday I had a bowl of soup for
lunch and came down to answer email and add a few words to this page.
Soon there was a thunderstorm with heavy rain and a bit of hale.
HAPPY
BIRTHDAY
..DOM
Stuffed shells and Chicken Parnassian
were being prepared by Mark and Dom when I arrived at the Albano's
Sunday afternoon. It was Dom's birthday celebration. Dominick and Sarah
had picked up Dom's mom on the way and they joined the gathering. Dom's
shoulder surgery is scheduled for the first week of March. It will
require a long recovery period at home. Anthony is looking forward to a
trip to Boca Raton for the FAU Alumni celebrations. The boys are looking
forward to the opening of the Coolidge Baseball season which opens for
RMC in St Louis this week end.. Joe, of course will be participating
as a player. The great dinner was followed with
an ice cream cake after which Mikey and I headed home. The temperature
had dropped into the low 30's and snow was predicted again. After
watching Extreme Makeover, Home Edition and about half the 9 o'clock
news, Mikey and I want to bed. I had started my fast in anticipation for
a morning blood test and the best way for me to stay away from food is
to go to sleep.
It was almost 7AM when Mikey got me
up. There was just a light dusting of snow on the ground but the streets
had not been treated. Still, I had no problem getting to the
Intermediate care center. As usual, the check-in paperwork took longer
than the blood draw even though I have a standing order. From there I
went to Ashford House for my traditional after-blood-draw self-reward of
Eggs Benedict.
Nick sent a copy of the photo from
the newspaper following his victory over a week ago. You can see it at
NICK . I could not help but
compare that picture with the ones
shortly after birth.
in 1985. Who'd 'a thunk it? I was interested in the
article accompanying the photo in the mention that The Mixed Martial Arts techniques
are being taught to National Guard troops for use in the event of
hand-to-hand combat.
To have that sense of
one's intrinsic worth which constitutes self-respect is
potentially to have everything.
~ Joan Didion
I have revised my
Packard Family Mysteries
page again using the information sent last week by
Peggy Cecora. It seems that the more we know, the more loose ends
to be connected.
And, speaking of Cecora, .
HAPPY
BIRTHDAY
..
JIM
My Big brother celebrated a birthday this week and we
wish him sustained health for many years to come.
Tuesday dawned cold and windy but I was up and out
early, but briefly. The garbage bin and the recycle bin were moved from
the garage to the curb. Coffee was made as well as breakfast and soon
Barbara was here with her cheery "Good Morning". After she assembled her
cleaning supplies she came to get her cup of coffee with a plea ...
"Cold ... finish! ... Snow, ... finish! I agreed, ' Winter too long!.
I had my second cup of coffee in the living room with
my usual companions, God and Anne, while Barbra worked on the bedrooms
and upstairs bath rooms. Then I reviewed my email and put some words on
this page. I invested a good part of the morning adding the Google
tracking code to more pages of this web site. As I add the code, I check
the page properties and make sure that the page name, description and
key words are correct. Often they are not and need to be changed because
in my laziness when I create new pages, I often just copy an old one,
leaving the formatting and replacing the content. Occasionally I come
across a page that still has my old navigation buttons which are
summarily dispatched and sometimes I find my old dull background which
is replaced with the one used for this page. This is what I refer to as
the "grunt labor" of maintaining the web site. .
When Barbara had finished her work I convinced her to
wait for the van in the house instead of waiting out in the cold but she
would not sit in the living room. She sat on the stairs to the bedrooms
and used her cell phone to find out when they would arrive. After about
10 minutes her phone rang and apparently they were a short distance
away. As she left, the van arrived.
The St Julie parish bulletin for this weekend will
include the thoughts of our pastor on the subject of Violence. It has
also been given its own page on the parish web site in the Life and
Living section. I invite you to read Fr.. Steve's thoughts on
Violence.
We have forgotten
that the root word for civilization is civil, which means in the
original Latin, “courteous, polite.”
- Rev Steven M. Lanza
An email came from Cleveland on Tuesday afternoon:
Hi Don,
I hope that you're staying warm in that beautiful Chicago weather! (
It's about as beautiful as Cleveland's weather!)
I wanted to let you know that Rita's husband, John, had open heart
surgery yesterday. He is doing well with no problems anticipated. This
will be a good start for him on the way to better health.
Everyone else here is doing well, we're all looking forward to spring.
Liz and I left a few bucks in Las Vegas last week. Now I know how they
build those huge hotels!
Little Brother
John
It is good the hear of John Barilla's successful heart surgery. A prayed
of thanks is forthcoming as well as prayers for recovery and for help
with his diabetes and other health problems.
Moving on ... New subject! When we attempt to deal with a question we must
consider the person who is asking and the context from whit it is asked.
Or when we attempt to explain something we must put ourselves in the
other person's shoes. I am reminded of the young lad who asked his dad,
"Where did I come from?" The father thought it was a bit early for
the BIG question but believed in honesty and directness in teaching
children. He sat his son down and gave him a complete description of the
human reproductive process. As the amazed and very bewildered boy got up
to leave, his dad asked, "What made you ask about that now?" His son
said, "Oh, the kid that just moved in across the street is from
Cleveland and I wanted to know where I was from."
Each of us is coming from someplace that is different from everyone
else. It may be the same city or the same neighborhood, or even the same
family but our perceptions of that place have been colored by individual
experiences. But some come from other cities and even nations bringing
different customs and languages. I sometimes loose sight of this. I
recently responded to a comment made by a friend by stating my thoughts
on the subject. My friend did not agree with me and he wrote about it on
his web site.
Yesterday I wrote a rebuttal which I thought would set him straight.
Today I deleted it. I forgot for a moment that the purpose of these web
pages is to state my position so others would know what makes me tick,
not to tell the world that it must agree with me. It is not the purpose
of this web site to insist that I am always correct in my thinking. Of
course I think I am correct but that doesn't mean that I am. (I thought
I made a mistake once but I was in error!) Neither do I wish to argue
about things. That is why this website does not include a Blog. If
you want to post your views on a subject you can start your owne web
site.
Today, well lived,
will prepare me for both the pleasure and the pain of tomorrow.
~ Anonymous
Anthony successfully negotiated a substantial raise
in salary (for a minor league player). To that of course is added $25
per day (non taxable) meals expense while on the road, and all their
games will be on the road this year. The team also picks up the tab for
the bus and motels. They will have a couple weeks of "Spring training"
near Detroit and will live with host families while there. On top of
that, he will be playing baseball, his favorite pastime.
Wednesday was colder than Tuesday. A dusting of snow
during the night made some expressways treacherous because the salt
melted it and then the water froze from the near zero temperatures. Of
course the lake effect snow on the east shores of Lake Michigan made
travel miserable there. I took the advice of the weather man and
stayed in the house, The sun managed to evaporate the snow covering the
driveway giving us a hint of how warm it could be if those Canadians
didn't keep pushing their Arctic air down here.
While adding the tracking code to a batch of pages I
stopped to read
"Ode to Joy",
some thoughts I wrote in 2002. That is why it takes me so long to do
things ... detours. I have to pull out that DVD and listen to it again
soon.
I think I have become a victim of Cabin Fever.
Despite venturing out to bible study Thursday morning, as stimulating as
it was, I feel like I just want to crawl in bed and go to sleep, I
refuse to give in to it! I did some reading but had a hard time keeping
my eyes open. It is not as cold as yesterday but today there is no sun
to brighten the world so it seems colder. Besides we are getting a light
snow again.
Speaking of reading ... I finished the Marvel Comics
version of Steven King's "The Birth of the Gunslinger". It was a good
read and the illustrations were excellent. I am glad that I read the
book version first because this version abbreviated the story. In the
back of the book they included many sketches and completed illustrations
which were not used as part of the story, ... really good artwork. I
must say though that the witch depicted in this publication was not near
as hideous as the mental picture I got when I read the book. That is the
advantage of books in that they rely a lot on the imagination of the
reader to fill in the details and in doing so satisfy his curiosity more
completely. After all the readers own imagination is contributing to the
book.
Going from the ridiculous to the sublime, I have
taken up the National Geographic book, "People of the World" and having
read the introduction, know I will glean much from it.. An interesting
fact brought out is that every culture has in its early history the
equivalent of the Ten Commandments and they are almost identical to
those of Jewish fame. That should not be surprising since they represent
the precepts needed to survive in any civilization. As Fr Steve remind
us, the very word "Civilization" comes from “courteous, polite.” which
we can further define as being considerate of others. When we place
ourselves above others, we place ourselves above the universal and basic
laws of humanity and become un-civilized. C. S. Lewis has said that
these laws are universal truths which are instinctively known and
therefore can not be retracted. To attempt to do so alienates one from
others and from God,
The future is
something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an
hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.
~ C.S. Lewis
Bob sent a story that I had seen some time ago. He
sent it with apologies because he knows how I feel about "chain mail",
you know, the ones that tell you to send it to x number of people in so
many minutes and a miracle will happen. I regard them as superstition
and always delete them. But this is a beautiful parable with a good
message so I found a copy on a web site sans the superstitious
drivel. Visit
God is up to something
.
(He usually is.) But that was not the only one he sent.
Why go to church is a short piece
and, I think, a good analogy. Strangely enough it makes the same
statement. "God is up to something".
That last story reminded me of
something I wrote a few years ago on why not to go
to church ,,,
Going to
Church Can Be Dangerous .
It was written from personal
experience so I know it to be true.
Mikey started something new. Two
mornings in a row instead of asking to go out at about 6 AM he has asked
to get on the bed and then crawled under the covers. There he stayed for
over an hour as I went back to sleep. I felt him move up to the pillow
but ignored him until he moved close to my head and then very gently
placed his head on my face. He will not lick my face ... ever ...
because as a puppy I had admonished him every time he tried to do it ...
"no lickie face". It is kind of nice to be awakened in the morning with
a warm fuzzy (((HUG))).
The Robert Morris College baseball
team was scheduled to start their season in St. .Louis this weekend. Joe
reported that the trip has been canceled due to lack of cooperation by
mother nature. In the meantime Anthony is enjoying 750
temperatures in Southern Florida while attending the Alumni gathering at
Florida Atlantic University this weekend.
:The name Shepardsfield may have some
significance as the possible origin of our ancestor's first name.
.
Grandpa Don Plefka
Links of the
Week
Following the link is ...
the name of the person who led me to it.
Violence
by Rev Steven M.
Lanza
"Ode to Joy",
God is up to something
... Bob Lewis
Why go to church
... Bob Lewis
Going to
Church Can Be Dangerous
Understanding Islam and Muslims
Anne
wanted everyone to be 'Nice'.
This button was in one of her dresser
drawers I cleaned out in August of 2004
Free JavaScripts provided
by The JavaScript Source
|
A work in progress - complete but not finished |
What's New In the life of Grandpa Don On this page I have recorded what I found significant during the past week as well as my thoughts about those events and other reflections. I started doing this before the practice became popular on the internet This is my diary, written a little each day and published weekly. At times I may seem to pontificate on a subject that comes to mind during the week. I do not intend it as a demand or even a suggestion that everyone should think or act as I do. It is rather, intended to let you know what goes on in my mind ... how I am motivated to live as I do.
If The World of Grandpa Don
appeals to you, |
Week Ending Friday February 22, 2008 |
|||||||||||||||||||||||
|
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
My kids couldn't find me! I forgot to tell anyone where I was going Friday evening and I never go anyplace on Friday evenings. When I didn't answer the phone, Anne Marie called her brothers. Nobody was home at Dan's house but while talking to Tom they decided to check the St Julie web site to see if anything was going on there. Yes, ... there was an Evening with Christopher Walker scheduled and they knew I must be there. It was a marvelous evening of music and stories with a meaning. You Catholics out there and even some Protestants have been singing his music in church. His presentation included some of it along with some stories of how God has worked in his life and how that relates to ours. He has used his life experiences to inspire his music. One of his stories was the fact that his 9 year old God Son gave him the words to one of my favorite dismissal hymns, "Take the Love of God With You As You Go." Christopher's theme for the evening was that our lives don't go according to our plans and we better be prepared to deal with what ever comes our way and make the most of it. No wonder I like him, we think alike. When I returned home Anne Marie's frantic message was returned and she was relieved that she and Tom had figured it correctly. But I have been admonished never to forget to let her know when I will be gone. Mikey loves his new bed. It is very similar to the old one but better made and a little more attractive to the eye. That is as it should be ... things should be better that they were in past years. It is called Progress. Speaking of Mikey ... he likes to be on the living room couch and the family room couch. Sometimes he just bounds up with no trouble at all and sometimes, when he thinks about it too much, he has trouble jumping up. All I need to do is say, "I'll help you" and reach for him and he does it himself. Often he will trample down a "scatter pillow" and lay on it. Very often he will kick at them and "scatter" them on the floor. Isn't that why they are called "scatter pillows"? One time recently I was sitting comfortably in the Lazy Boy and he wanted to get on the couch. I didn't get up to "help" him so he reached up and grabbed a pillow, pulling it to the floor. He then did the same for the second pillow ... and walked away. I didn't understand this behavior.
I mentioned it to Anne Marie and
she knew right away. He was playing with me! He knows I always put the
pillows back and so he was putting them on the floor so I could put them
back! If you see me chasing sticks in the yard this summer you will
understand that he is getting me trained.
Saturday it was sunny but cold most of the day. Evening brought warmer temperatures and a light rain. It rained all night and by morning the temps were in the 40's. There was standing water everywhere. After mass on Sunday I had a bowl of soup for lunch and came down to answer email and add a few words to this page. Soon there was a thunderstorm with heavy rain and a bit of hale. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ..DOM Stuffed shells and Chicken Parnassian were being prepared by Mark and Dom when I arrived at the Albano's Sunday afternoon. It was Dom's birthday celebration. Dominick and Sarah had picked up Dom's mom on the way and they joined the gathering. Dom's shoulder surgery is scheduled for the first week of March. It will require a long recovery period at home. Anthony is looking forward to a trip to Boca Raton for the FAU Alumni celebrations. The boys are looking forward to the opening of the Coolidge Baseball season which opens for RMC in St Louis this week end.. Joe, of course will be participating as a player. The great dinner was followed with an ice cream cake after which Mikey and I headed home. The temperature had dropped into the low 30's and snow was predicted again. After watching Extreme Makeover, Home Edition and about half the 9 o'clock news, Mikey and I want to bed. I had started my fast in anticipation for a morning blood test and the best way for me to stay away from food is to go to sleep. It was almost 7AM when Mikey got me up. There was just a light dusting of snow on the ground but the streets had not been treated. Still, I had no problem getting to the Intermediate care center. As usual, the check-in paperwork took longer than the blood draw even though I have a standing order. From there I went to Ashford House for my traditional after-blood-draw self-reward of Eggs Benedict. Nick sent a copy of the photo from the newspaper following his victory over a week ago. You can see it at NICK . I could not help but compare that picture with the ones shortly after birth. in 1985. Who'd 'a thunk it? I was interested in the article accompanying the photo in the mention that The Mixed Martial Arts techniques are being taught to National Guard troops for use in the event of hand-to-hand combat.
I have revised my Packard Family Mysteries page again using the information sent last week by Peggy Cecora. It seems that the more we know, the more loose ends to be connected.
And, speaking of Cecora, . Tuesday dawned cold and windy but I was up and out early, but briefly. The garbage bin and the recycle bin were moved from the garage to the curb. Coffee was made as well as breakfast and soon Barbara was here with her cheery "Good Morning". After she assembled her cleaning supplies she came to get her cup of coffee with a plea ... "Cold ... finish! ... Snow, ... finish! I agreed, ' Winter too long!. I had my second cup of coffee in the living room with my usual companions, God and Anne, while Barbra worked on the bedrooms and upstairs bath rooms. Then I reviewed my email and put some words on this page. I invested a good part of the morning adding the Google tracking code to more pages of this web site. As I add the code, I check the page properties and make sure that the page name, description and key words are correct. Often they are not and need to be changed because in my laziness when I create new pages, I often just copy an old one, leaving the formatting and replacing the content. Occasionally I come across a page that still has my old navigation buttons which are summarily dispatched and sometimes I find my old dull background which is replaced with the one used for this page. This is what I refer to as the "grunt labor" of maintaining the web site. . When Barbara had finished her work I convinced her to wait for the van in the house instead of waiting out in the cold but she would not sit in the living room. She sat on the stairs to the bedrooms and used her cell phone to find out when they would arrive. After about 10 minutes her phone rang and apparently they were a short distance away. As she left, the van arrived. The St Julie parish bulletin for this weekend will include the thoughts of our pastor on the subject of Violence. It has also been given its own page on the parish web site in the Life and Living section. I invite you to read Fr.. Steve's thoughts on Violence.
An email came from Cleveland on Tuesday afternoon: Hi Don, It is good the hear of John Barilla's successful heart surgery. A prayed of thanks is forthcoming as well as prayers for recovery and for help with his diabetes and other health problems. Moving on ... New subject! When we attempt to deal with a question we must consider the person who is asking and the context from whit it is asked. Or when we attempt to explain something we must put ourselves in the other person's shoes. I am reminded of the young lad who asked his dad, "Where did I come from?" The father thought it was a bit early for the BIG question but believed in honesty and directness in teaching children. He sat his son down and gave him a complete description of the human reproductive process. As the amazed and very bewildered boy got up to leave, his dad asked, "What made you ask about that now?" His son said, "Oh, the kid that just moved in across the street is from Cleveland and I wanted to know where I was from." Each of us is coming from someplace that is different from everyone else. It may be the same city or the same neighborhood, or even the same family but our perceptions of that place have been colored by individual experiences. But some come from other cities and even nations bringing different customs and languages. I sometimes loose sight of this. I recently responded to a comment made by a friend by stating my thoughts on the subject. My friend did not agree with me and he wrote about it on his web site. Yesterday I wrote a rebuttal which I thought would set him straight. Today I deleted it. I forgot for a moment that the purpose of these web pages is to state my position so others would know what makes me tick, not to tell the world that it must agree with me. It is not the purpose of this web site to insist that I am always correct in my thinking. Of course I think I am correct but that doesn't mean that I am. (I thought I made a mistake once but I was in error!) Neither do I wish to argue about things. That is why this website does not include a Blog. If you want to post your views on a subject you can start your owne web site.
Anthony successfully negotiated a substantial raise in salary (for a minor league player). To that of course is added $25 per day (non taxable) meals expense while on the road, and all their games will be on the road this year. The team also picks up the tab for the bus and motels. They will have a couple weeks of "Spring training" near Detroit and will live with host families while there. On top of that, he will be playing baseball, his favorite pastime. Wednesday was colder than Tuesday. A dusting of snow during the night made some expressways treacherous because the salt melted it and then the water froze from the near zero temperatures. Of course the lake effect snow on the east shores of Lake Michigan made travel miserable there. I took the advice of the weather man and stayed in the house, The sun managed to evaporate the snow covering the driveway giving us a hint of how warm it could be if those Canadians didn't keep pushing their Arctic air down here. While adding the tracking code to a batch of pages I stopped to read "Ode to Joy", some thoughts I wrote in 2002. That is why it takes me so long to do things ... detours. I have to pull out that DVD and listen to it again soon. I think I have become a victim of Cabin Fever. Despite venturing out to bible study Thursday morning, as stimulating as it was, I feel like I just want to crawl in bed and go to sleep, I refuse to give in to it! I did some reading but had a hard time keeping my eyes open. It is not as cold as yesterday but today there is no sun to brighten the world so it seems colder. Besides we are getting a light snow again. Speaking of reading ... I finished the Marvel Comics version of Steven King's "The Birth of the Gunslinger". It was a good read and the illustrations were excellent. I am glad that I read the book version first because this version abbreviated the story. In the back of the book they included many sketches and completed illustrations which were not used as part of the story, ... really good artwork. I must say though that the witch depicted in this publication was not near as hideous as the mental picture I got when I read the book. That is the advantage of books in that they rely a lot on the imagination of the reader to fill in the details and in doing so satisfy his curiosity more completely. After all the readers own imagination is contributing to the book.
Going from the ridiculous to the sublime, I have
taken up the National Geographic book, "People of the World" and having
read the introduction, know I will glean much from it.. An interesting
fact brought out is that every culture has in its early history the
equivalent of the Ten Commandments and they are almost identical to
those of Jewish fame. That should not be surprising since they represent
the precepts needed to survive in any civilization. As Fr Steve remind
us, the very word "Civilization" comes from “courteous, polite.” which
we can further define as being considerate of others. When we place
ourselves above others, we place ourselves above the universal and basic
laws of humanity and become un-civilized. C. S. Lewis has said that
these laws are universal truths which are instinctively known and
therefore can not be retracted. To attempt to do so alienates one from
others and from God,
Bob sent a story that I had seen some time ago. He sent it with apologies because he knows how I feel about "chain mail", you know, the ones that tell you to send it to x number of people in so many minutes and a miracle will happen. I regard them as superstition and always delete them. But this is a beautiful parable with a good message so I found a copy on a web site sans the superstitious drivel. Visit God is up to something . (He usually is.) But that was not the only one he sent. Why go to church is a short piece and, I think, a good analogy. Strangely enough it makes the same statement. "God is up to something".That last story reminded me of something I wrote a few years ago on why not to go to church ,,, Going to Church Can Be Dangerous . It was written from personal experience so I know it to be true. Mikey started something new. Two mornings in a row instead of asking to go out at about 6 AM he has asked to get on the bed and then crawled under the covers. There he stayed for over an hour as I went back to sleep. I felt him move up to the pillow but ignored him until he moved close to my head and then very gently placed his head on my face. He will not lick my face ... ever ... because as a puppy I had admonished him every time he tried to do it ... "no lickie face". It is kind of nice to be awakened in the morning with a warm fuzzy (((HUG))).
The Robert Morris College baseball
team was scheduled to start their season in St. .Louis this weekend. Joe
reported that the trip has been canceled due to lack of cooperation by
mother nature. In the meantime Anthony is enjoying 750
temperatures in Southern Florida while attending the Alumni gathering at
Florida Atlantic University this weekend. |
|||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
Grandpa Don Plefka |
|||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
Anne
wanted everyone to be 'Nice'. This button was in one of her dresser drawers I cleaned out in August of 2004
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
Free JavaScripts provided |