-- By Bill McCartney
We jog, run, camp, fish, and build furniture. But, do we ever cross the line?
I'm Bill McCartney... It's 4th and Goal!
I know men who can take raw wood and a few nails and create a family heirloom. And then there are those of us who can listen to a sputtering engine and pinpoint the problem without even popping the hood. Other guys fly fish or fry up a gourmet meal.
Some of us are music lovers, avid readers and huge pet fans. These interests help fulfill us, but sometimes we can get caught up filling our days... and evenings... and weekends... pursuing activities that leave our families in the dust.
Great Truths of Age
GREAT TRUTHS...
THAT LITTLE CHILDREN HAVE LEARNED
Put To Life
-- by Kathy Pippig Harris
The man and woman kept the puppies in the backyard with their mother. The father had been a free roaming mix and belonged to a neighbor.
Six weeks after the mother gave birth to the seven pups, the couple put out signs in the front, along the road: "Free Puppies".
A 4-year-old’s Letter To God
A True Story -- Author unknown
There is a kind soul working in the dead letter office of the U.S. Postal Service somewhere...
Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God, so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could, so she dictated these words:
Remember When…?
Author Unknown
Close your eyes and go back... Before the Internet, or the MAC...
Before semi automatics and crack...
Way back. I'm talkin' 'bout...
Hide and seek at dusk. Sittin' on the porch, The Good Humor Man, and Red Light, Green Light.
Chocolate milk, Lunch tickets, Penny candy in a brown paper bag.
Playin' Pinball at the corner store. Hopscotch, butterscotch, doubledutch, Jacks, kickball, dodgeball, Mother May I? Red Rover and Roly Poly.
How Poor We Really Are
Author Unknown
One day, a wealthy family man took his son on a trip to the country so he could have his son see how poor country people were.
They stayed one day and one night in the farmhouse of a very humble farm. On the way back home at the end of the trip the father asked the son, "What did you think of the trip?"
The son replied, "Very nice, Dad."
The father then asked, "Did you notice how poor they were?"
The son replied, "Yes, I guess so."
Dirt Roads
By Paul Harvey
What's mainly wrong with society today is that too many Dirt Roads have been paved.
There's not a problem in America today, crime, drugs, education, divorce, delinquency that wouldn't be remedied, if we just had more Dirt Roads, because Dirt Roads give character.
People that live at the end of Dirt Roads learn early on that life is a bumpy ride.
That it can jar you right down to your teeth sometimes, but it's worth it, if at the end is home...a loving spouse, happy kids and a dog.