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Shellon,

I am sorry for your loss. Prayers that you and your family find comfort and peace.

I have often wondered, even when I was in TWI, if we idolized VPW in much the same way that the average German did Herr Hitler in those days.

Why not just be thankful that a person serves in whatever capacity he / she chooses?

Congratulations on your "loss". GSC is an invaluable resource. Thanks for your vision and hard work through the years.

Greek2Me...Who are you to say that Muslims (or other adherents of a belief system that differs from your own) are misguided?

As for me the only thing that makes sense is be kind to everyone because everyone is carrying a burden. :wub: *

*Unless they are narrow-minded, sanctimonious, Scripture spewing (i.e. Bible, Qu'ran, Torah, Bhagvah Gita, Kabballah, Sutra, Tibetan Book of the Dead, et. al) types in which case I feel free and justified to 'dis" them.

Seeing my customers...one calls me his main mf ' n man.

Also, knowing that I will be back in bed in about 16 hours.

Thank you Ty, Tyler, Wayne, Danny, Deon, Coach Williams...and the whole Tar Heel Nation!!!!

Dr. Franklin passed away March 25, 2009 at Duke Hospital at the age of 94. He was born in Rentiesville, Oklahoma. He courted and married a librarian from my hometown of Goldsboro, North Carolina. They were married at her parents house on June 11, 1940. Their only child was John Whittington Franklin born in August of 1952. He graduated from the historically black Fisk University in 1935. At Harvard, he earned his Masters and was awarded a Ph. D in history in 1941.

In the early 1950's, he served on the NAACP Legal Defense Fund team led by Thurgood Marshall. He developed the sociological arguments what became the landmark civil rights case of Brown v Board of Education 1954. He was the chairman of the history department at the University of Chicago. He authored many books on the black experience in America.

On a personal note, one of the last outtings that I took with my mother was hearing Dr. Franklin read the stirring text of Aaron Copland's Tribute to Lincoln accompanied by the N.C. Symphony playing the Copland musical score. I got a big lump in my throat. I will always remember it as one of my most treasured memories of my mother.

You can read more of the life and legacy of John Hope Franklin from the link below.

http://library.duke.edu/specialcollections/franklin/bio.html

He was the first reporter assigned to cover the economy full time. His reports made complex economic issues understandable for laymen without being overly simplified. His grandfatherly presence while reporting on potentially disturbing economic data helped sooth the message.

Once he was asked to drop his middle intial "R." in the tag line at the end of his reports for the sake of brevity by NBC execs but he held his ground. He told them that he would rather drop the "B" in NBC.

Willy, Meagan's parrot, is credited for saving the life of two year old Hannah. For his act of heroism, Willy was recently awarded of commendation from Colorado's Governor.

Meagan was babysitting Hannah in her home and had just left her eating a Pop Tart while she went to the bathroom. While in the bathroom, according to Meagan, Willy started screaming like she had never heard him before. "Mama! Baby!" yelled Willy, all the while flapping his wings. Meagan rushed out of the bathroom to check on things and found Hannah turning blue. A piece of Pop Tart was lodged in her airway. Meagan quickly performed the Heimlich maneuver and Hannah regained her breath and returned to her normal color. Meagan said that if Willy had not sounded the alarm, she would never have reached Hannah in time.

http://cbs4denver.com/watercooler/life.sav...t.2.860499.html

Across the pond in merry old England, the owner of a bird sanctuary has a problem with a six year old Macaw named Barney. Apparently, Barney's former owner was accustomed to swearing profusely around Barney. Since being dropped off at the bird sanctuary, Barney has busied himself teaching his vocabulary to two other macaws. Fowls talking foul. When the trio engage in their gutter talk, a African Grey yells, "Shut Up!", but apparently to no avail.

Stacey Clark, the owner of the avian sanctuary, is concerned because macaws live 60 or more years and is concerned about the prospect of having to hear the swearing for the rest of his natural life.

Among the visitors who have been treated the the chorus of swearing by the birds were the local Vicar and the Mayoress.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/coventr...ire/4717211.stm

Ein Weg, Ein Welt, Ein Fuhrer!

You are correct. The Ph.D. took some liberties...

Likely because he doesn't like the President.

I like and support the President on most of his agenda. Still, I think the use of even "special olympics" to cast comical aspersions of his lack of bowling skills was insensitive, especially since he is claiming to be President of all the people.

My hang up on this AIG thing is the word bonus. In my line of work a bonus is something you get when you achieve certain pre-determined targeted objectives rather than an entitlement. So, my question what objectives did these AIG execs achieve when the Company as a whole was hemmoraging billions of dollars?

WayGB...SchWayGB.

I wave my private parts in their general direction

Psalm 93:1

...the world is stablished (fixed, see Young's) that it cannot be moved...

So much for biblical accuracy and inerrancy.

Happy Birthday Abi!!!

Sorry to hear of the loss of your mom, Ron. May you find comfort in the blessed memory of her.

Can't remember if I have tasted Chimay Cinq Cents but I have tasted the Chimay Abbey Dubbel.

I am a fan of Belgian Farmhouse Ales, like Saison Dupont or Saison La Foret.

Oookay, but just how does one know when it's at it's "lowest point"?

Geo,

Good question! You don't know. No one knows. That's why it is a good idea dollar cost average. That way if you are putting the same amount in each week whether the market goes up or down the dollars you have invested is roughly going in lockstep with the market. If the market goes down you are buying more shares for the same money. When the market goes up the shares you purchased at or near the bottom will realize the most gain and at the same time they are averaging down the cost of the shares you purchased at a higher price.

A year or so ago the Dow was above 14000. I knew at the time that there was more than a little irrational enthusiasm for stocks and that there was a considerable amount of air that would soon be deflated from that overheated market, but I had no idea how MUCH!

Anybody got any good stock picks?

I didn't think so...

Jeezus, just how low can it go?

Have you ever heard the following expression. "Good news is bad news and bad news is good news." The time to get out of stocks was when it hit 14,000. I agree with Waysider, stocks are dirt cheap but the problem is they are also getting cheaper. Probably the best bet is to dollar cost average. In other words, make regular investments on a weekly basis of the same amount each week. That way your cost per share moves with the market. Index funds are probably best because they have no loads and have no management fees because they do not require a money manager and just buy stocks listed on an index, like the Standard and Poor's 500 or Wilshire 5000.

When the market rises 15-20% above its lowest point chances are good that the worst is over.

I have sold all my PFAL material so I can buy more bottles of RheinPFALz.

I heard it said that WP was artistically limited with what they could do because it was taught that minor chords were "devilish". Any truth?

Let's not forget that all important moment when the dang hits the Fan!

I wonder if anyone's ever tried it. Feel free to insert YouTube below.

My mom once called my uncle the "Great Sage of the Manure Shed."

The name Belzebub means "Lord of the Flies" or "Lord of the Dunghill", since flies and dung kind of go together.

Shine Ola was some kind of shoe polish.

Jim F. and I once had a dry dog turd fight in his backyard. It was a great stress reliever.

Once my mom left the following note for my brother and me:

* (asterisk)