In Memory of Paul Harvey

Did you like Paul Harvey??? We did and will miss him so, for it seems that he always had something good to say. Paul Harvey died yesterday --so I decided to post this blog in his memory. Thanks Paul.. We all will miss your wise advice.
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Paul Harvey Writes:
"We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse.. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.

-- I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.

-- I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.

-- I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.

-- And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.

-- It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.

-- I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

-- I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him.

-- When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her.

-- I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.

-- On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.

-- If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.

-- I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.

--When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.

-- I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy\girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.

-- May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.

-- I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.

-- I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.

-- May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.

-- I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.

These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life".
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I'm sure if Paul were here right now, he'd say: "And now you have heard the REEEEEESSSST of the story". Paul Harvey--you will truly be missed.
Hugs,

My Wonderful Inlaws

I have talked about my inlaws to many of you --so I thought I would feature them in today's post. My parents are both dead (Daddy died in 1969 and Mama in 1991)---so when George and I got married in 2001, his parents became 'my' parents too. I simply adore those two wonderful people.


Dad will be 97 on August 29 and Mom will be 89 on May 2. They will have been married for 69 years on May 5. I love to hear their story about their marriage. Mom (who lived in Winslow, Indiana) met Dad when he went to Winslow to work with the CCC. They fell in love and Dad asked Mom to marry him. Mom's parents said that she couldn't get married until she was 20 yrs. old. SO---three days after her 20th birthday, they got married at the Christian Church in Winslow.


A couple of years ago, George and I took Mom and Dad back to Winslow and they got to visit the church where they got married in 1940. It was so special to see them walk around and re-live that special day so many years ago.


Except for their eyesight, both are in good shape physically considering their ages. Neither have ever taken and still do not take prescription drugs to this day. How many older people can say this???? Amazing, huh?! About 20 years ago, Mom developed Macular Degeneration. So--Dad (the older one) became caregiver for both of them. He took such good care of Mom--and helped her to be very independent despite her poor eyesight. She loved to cook --so Dad put her recipes on a recorder. He put bubble buttons on the microwave --and other places where she needed to 'feel' where things were. She continued to cook and bake and live an almost normal life for many years. It was just this past year that her memory has begun to fail a little --so she doesn't cook anymore.


Dad continued to drive until his eyesight also failed this past year. Giving up driving and his independence was hard for this VERY stubborn and independent man--whose mind is as sharp as a tack!!!!! George's sister (Janet) BEGGED her parents to move in with her in Tullahoma--but Dad absolutely refused. They decided to stay in their own home (where they feel safe) as long as possible.


Janet and her hubby (Charlie) alternate weeks driving to Hendersonville to check on the folks, with George and I.. SO every couple of weeks, we visit them, go through their mail, write checks/bills/finances, etc., run errands such as groceries, take them out to lunch, and do whatever they need to make it through another week. Volunteers from their church get them to worship and Sunday School every week along with Wednesday Bible Study and the Senior Citizen monthly program entitled Young at Heart.


These sweet little people are such an inspiration to me. They still hold hands in church--and have been inseparable for all of these many years. Their love for each other is still so very evident --just by their actions. George and I hope to live as long as them --and hopefully, be as healthy!!!!


Are they not just AMAZING!!???? Here are some pictures I took yesterday sitting at their dining room table.





Dad and George are working on finances.. I asked him to look up and smile--and this is what I got!!!! Cutie!!!







Mom has the prettiest smile---and no matter when you see her, that smile shines through!!!







I finally got Dad to look up --and smile for me!!!!!







I love this picture--even if Mom has her eyes closed... See how lucky I am to have George and his family in my life????? Wow!!!
Hugs,