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I guess not all of us went to Ga. Looks like they are getting some awesome Pics. Hope they have good weather

Quoting gingyb:
I guess not all of us went to Ga. Looks like they are getting some awesome Pics. Hope they have good weather

Oh I know. I ache to be there. :)

Oh Duane, so early in the morning to see such a thing, good reason to stay away from those places.

Ugh!

Didn't mean to scare everybody off with that one!

Quoting RenoSoHill:
Didn't mean to scare everybody off with that one!

LOL - no kidding!

A truly happy person is one who
can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
Stopping often to take a picture.

Judy Wallman, a professional genealogy researcher in southern California, was doing some personal work on her own family tree.. She discovered that Senator Harry Reid's great-great uncle, Remus Reid, was hanged for horse stealing and train robbery in Montana in 1889. Both Judy and Harry Reid share this common ancestor.


The only known photograph of Remus shows him standing on the gallows in Montana territory:


On the back of the picture Judy obtained during her research is this inscription: 'Remus Reid, horse thief, sent to Montana Territorial Prison 1885, escaped 1887, robbed the Montana Flyer six times. Caught by Pinkerton detectives, convicted and hanged in 1889.'


So Judy recently E-mailed Senator Harry Reid for information about their great-great uncle.


Harry Reid:


Believe it or not, Harry Reid's staff sent back the following biographical sketch for her genealogy research:


" Remus Reid was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory. His business empire grew to include acquisition of valuable equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Montana railroad. Beginning in 1883, he devoted several years of his life to government service, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with the railroad. In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by the renowned Pinkerton Detective Agency. In 1889, Remus passed away during an important civic function held in his honor when the platform upon which he was standing collapsed ."

I have to admit this is not a true story, just sounded good. Railheel

That story made the papers here in Nevada - and to my knowledge it was never determined if it was true or not, but anything is possible with him. As with all elected officials if anyone with common sense would run against them, they would be gone! But then again why would anyone with common sense want to be a politician?

Quoting Railheel:
A truly happy person is one who
can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
Stopping often to take a picture.

Oh - I love this Gary. We know SO many happy people, don't we?

I probably shouldn't post this since I am probably the only person that happens on this blog that has a "Senior Moment" BUT just in case one of you happens to suffer from a short memory loss - you might find this conforting!
Link

Good one Duane.

The woman applying for a job in a Florida lemon grove seemed to be far too qualified for the job. She had a liberal arts degree from the University of Michigan and had worked as a social worker and school teacher.

The foreman frowned and said, "I have to ask you, have you had any actual experience in picking lemons?"

"Well, as a matter of fact, I have!
I've been divorced three times

A farmer from Mississippi got pulled over by a State Trooper in Tennessee for speeding.
The trooper started to lecture the farmer about his speeding, and in general began to throw his weight around to try to make the farmer feel uncomfortable.
Finally, the trooper got around to writing out the ticket. As he was doing that, he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head.
The farmer said, "Having some problem with circle flies there, are ya?"
The trooper stopped writing the ticket and said, "Well yeah, if that's what they are. I never heard of circle flies."
So the farmer says, "Well, circle flies are common on farms. See, they're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."
The trooper says, "Oh," and goes back to writing the ticket. Then after a minute, he stops and says, "Are you trying to call me a horse's ass?"
The farmer says, "Oh no, officer. I have too much respect for law enforcement and police officers to even think about calling you a horse's ass."
The trooper says, "Well that's a good thing," and goes back to writing the ticket.

After a long pause, the farmer says, "Hard to fool them flies though."

The photographer for a national magazine was assigned to get photos of a great forest fire. Smoke at the scene was too thick to get any good shots, so he frantically called his home office to hire a plane. "It will be waiting for you at the airport!" he was assured by his editor.

As soon as he got to the small, rural airport, sure enough, a plane was warming up near the runway. He jumped in with his equipment and yelled, "Let's go! Let's go!" The pilot swung the plane into the wind and soon they were in the air. "Fly over the north side of the fire," said the photographer, "and make three or four low level passes." "Why?" asked the pilot. "Because I'm going to take pictures! I'm a photographer, and photographers take pictures!" said the photographer with great exasperation.

After a long pause the pilot said, "You mean you're not the instructor?"

Good ones Don, Lori.

Me (in a tizzy) : God, can I ask you something?


GOD: Sure.


Me: Promise you won't get mad?


GOD: I promise.


Me (frustrated): Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today?


GOD: What do you mean?


Me: Well I woke up late,


GOD: Yes


Me: My car took forever to start,


GOD: Okay....


Me (growling): At lunch, they made my sandwich wrong and I had to wait


GOD: Hmmmm..


Me: On the way home, my phone went dead, just as I picked up a call


GOD: All right


Me (loudly): And to top it all off, when I got home, I just wanted to soak my feet in my foot massager and relax, but it wouldn't work. Nothing went right today! Why did you do that?


GOD: Well let me see..... the death angel was at your bed this morning and I had to send one of the other angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that.


Me (humbled): Oh...


GOD: I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that might have hit you if you were on the road


Me (ashamed): ............


GOD: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick and I didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to miss work


Me (embarrassed): Oh.....


GOD: Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give a false witness about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them so you would be covered


Me (softly): I see God


GOD: Oh and that foot massager, it had a short that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn't think you wanted to be in the dark.


Me: I'm sorry God.


GOD: Don't be sorry, just learn to trust me.........in all things, the good and the bad


Me: I WILL trust you God


GOD: And don't doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your plan


Me: I won't God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for everything today.


GOD: You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I love looking after my children.

Gary, I'm smiling and very humbled! Thank you!

There IS a reason - even when WE don't understand! Amen

Have You Ever Been Guilty Of Looking At Others Your Own Age And Thinking,
"surely I Can't Look That Old." Well... You'll Love This One.

My Name Is Alice Smith And I Was Sitting In The Waiting Room For My First
Appointment With A New Dentist. I Noticed His Dds Diploma, Which Bore His
Full Name.

Suddenly, I Remembered A Tall, Handsome, Dark-haired Boy With The Same Name
“Had Been In My High School Class Some 40-odd Years Ago. Could He Be The Same
Guy That I Had A Secret Crush On, Way Back Then?” Upon Seeing Him, However, I
Quickly Discarded Any Such Thought.

This Balding, Gray-haired Man With The Deeply Lined Face Was Way Too Old To
have Been My Classmate. After He Examined My Teeth, I Asked Him If He Had
Attended Morgan Park High School

"yes. Yes, I Did. I'm A Mustang," He Gleamed With Pride.

"when Did You Graduate?" I Asked.

He Answered, "in 1959. Why Do You Ask?"

"you Were In My Class!", I Exclaimed.

He Looked At Me Closely. Then, That Ugly, Old, Bald Wrinkled, Fat, Gray,
Decrepit Son-of-a-….. Asked, "what Did You Teach?"

Quoting Okiemom:
Gary, I'm smiling and very humbled! Thank you!

I'm with you, Sheila. Thank you Gary.

movin' forward to new blog

Catch you on the next one.........