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Saturday, April 25, 2009
Almost Mother's Day
Hi People!
Only
3 more weekends until Mother’s Day!
By the Red Barn
Hours:
Wednesday-Saturday 11AM to 5PM
Gifts!
It’s What We Do!
HoNk, HOnK, HONK!
(Keep Honking...I love it!)
We’ve
got some great “one-of-a- kinders”: LikeYard art and bird feeders, fragrance bags
To tuck in your pillow for a relaxing sleep,
Along with NEW purse hooks
(for you germaholics and practical folks),
Lavender cleaner (smells great as you clean),
Brownie cookie mixes for a quick treat,
As well as many new bags and jewelry.
We are in difficult times.
Turn it around and choose
your priorities.
This piece is a great reminder.
Long
yet worth the read.
(I make up my Saturdays the rest of the week)
(NO jokes, folks)
The older I get the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps
it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having
to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable. A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the garage with a steaming cup
of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other.
What began
as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time
to time.
Let me
tell you about it.
I turned
the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net.
Along the way, I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice.
You know the kind; he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business.
He
was telling whomever he was talking with something
about "a thousand marbles."
I was intrigued
and stopped to listen to what he had to say.
"Well,
Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job.
I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame
you have to be away from home and your family so much.
Hard to believe a young
fellow should
have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet.
It's
too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital" he continued.
"Let
me tell you something that has helped me keep my own priorities."
And that's
when he began to explain
his theory of a "thousand marbles."
"You see, I sat down one day and did a little
arithmetic.
The average person lives about seventy-five years.
I know, some live more and some live less, but on average,
folks live about seventy-five years."
"Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900,
which is the number of Saturdays
that the average person has in their entire lifetime.
Now, stick with me, Tom, I'm getting to the important part.
It
took me until I was fifty-five years old
to think about all this in any detail", he went on,
"and
by that time I had lived through
over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays.
I got
to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five,
I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy.
So
I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had.
I ended up having to visit
three toy stores to round up 1000 marbles.
I
took them home and put them inside a large,
clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear.
" Every
Saturday since then,
I have taken one marble out and thrown it away.
I found that by watching the marbles diminish,
I focused more on the really important things
in life."
"There is nothing like watching your time
here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight."
"Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with
you
and take my lovely wife out for breakfast.
This morning, I took the very last marble out
of the container.
I figure that if I make it until next Saturday
hen
I have been given a little extra time.
And the one thing we can all use is a little more
time."
"It was nice to meet
you Tom,
I hope you spend more time with your family,and
I hope to meet you again here on the
band.
This is a 75 Year old Man, K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!"
You could have heard a pin drop
on
the band when this fellow signed off.
I guess
he gave us all a lot to think about.
I had planned to work on the
antenna that morning,
and then I was going to meet up with a few hams
to work on the next club newsletter.
Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss...
"C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast."
"What brought this on" she asked with a smile."
"Oh, nothing special, i
t's just been a long time since we spent a
Saturday together
with the kids.
And hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're
out?
I need to buy some marbles."
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