Get back here soo. We miss you Ozzie.
HappyDad
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...........and i heard that he did fine.
he will be having more tests in the next few days.. will again pass on any information i get.. cheers, bliss
Get back here soo. We miss you Ozzie.
HappyDad
it was sitting on a bench in the gazebo outside the hospital where my patient is.
i wrote on the back and on the inside cover and left it there.
wanna know what i wrote?.
I just did that at a laundromat a few weeks age when I had to wash my comforter.
It was a good feeling writing the web sites and 1-800-WHY-1914 in the rags mags.
Printing some nice Avery label to carry with me might be a good idea.
HappyDad
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i leave tommorrow, with checks in hand.. any suggestions?
Hey Richie,
I just read on another thread that you are going to the Winston-Salem convention. I have extended family that just moved to Kernersville and that is probably where they are going also.
They are my late wife's brother and his grown and married kids. They just recently moved from Florida to N.C. because they thought it would be a better place to live.
I can't understand their JW mentality. They all had very good paying jobs in Florida and quit them, sold their houses and moved to Kernersville without even having jobs lined up.
HappyDad
i love it!.
love the take off, love the in-flight meal -yum!
- love the landing.
I loved flying so much that in 1997 I took lessons and got my private pilot license. Flew Cessna 152 and 172.
Had a few scary moments but for the most part, it was very wonderful feeling being up a few thousand feet enjoying the countryside. I took many many pictures while flying.
While still a student pilot, I did a solo cross country flight. For those who don't know, cross country flight in private pilot lingo means a minimum distance of 60 miles for each leg of the flight. (I think that figure is correct) And I got lost in Ohio! It was embarrasing to have to radio Cleveland Center and explain my situation in a voice several octaves higher than normal. They found me on radar and sent me on my way. Needless to say, I never got lost again.
Then there was the time on a take-off when taking my test with the FAA examiner, a flock of mourning doves flew right into the plane and propeller. That plane turned into a big food processor. The examiner just laughed and said we were lucky it wasn't a flock of crows.
Don't fly the small planes anymore though! The rental rate that used to be $39.00 to $47.00 an hour is now up over $80.00 an hour for a 152 and over $100.00 an hour for a 172. It was fun while it lasted.
HappyDad
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i leave tommorrow, with checks in hand.. any suggestions?
Richie,
Good luck to you and don't forget to take some pictures for show and tell here on JWD.
Be careful. Don't do anything to blow your cover and get in hot water.
HappyDad
i see how the wt & awake, km, and other publications are really dumbing down, and never really relay any useful information above a second grade school level.
i wonder just how many writers are needed to write this crapola?
i mean think of how easy it is to research information on the world wide web, and then think of the shitty dumbed down articles that you find in the wt society's periodicals
Rod P,
Try looking up the following links.
http://freeminds.org/ Randy has a treasure chest of info on this site. You can learn just about anything the society is afraid you will learn. Randy was there at the time of the shake up.
http://watchtower.observer.org/apps/pbcs.dll/forside
A little research on your part will result in a lot of knowledge.
Have you read or even heard of Cricis Of Conscience by Ray Fraz? If not.......I highly recommend it if you want info on what you used to believe in and follow.
HappyDad
a long hoilday weekend coming up.
any special plans?.
in milwaukee, summerfest begins, and a bunch here, (those who post) in wisconsin are going.. what do you like to do.
Yeah..............
I'll be standing by with my phone to call the firemen and my garden hose to try to put out the roof fire that the ghetto people (white and black........so don't take this as racist) in my neighborhood might set with their hundreds of dollars worth of rockets and whatever.
They don't have money for the essentials of life other than beer and smokes but sure manage to spend a lot on fireworks.
And while I'm in the back yard.........I will have my .380 in my back pocket for insurance purposes.
I haven't had a fire yet (yet = your eligible too) but a couple of other houses in the 'hood have on this wonderful day of celebration.
But now that I think of it..........my house is worth more on my complete replacable insurance policy than it is if I try to sell it.
Never mind the phone and the hose.
HappyDad
ok, i got bored and pulled out the 6/1/05 wt and scanned through it.
one article grabbed my attention due to the fact it hit a topic i posted on last week, works.
its entitled saved, not by works alone, but by undeserved kindness.
Back in the mid 1980's when the steel industry was shutting down in western Pennsylvania, I lost my job of 20 years.
It is in my makeup to do whatever I could to find work of any kind. I do not like being on unemployment and feeling that all is lost. So I went into outsidesales. For those who don't know.........outside sales is where you go to the potential customer as opposed to inside sales such as a furniture or department store.
An old brother that I was friends with (and by the way......he told me so many story's about back stabbing JW's and covered up indiscretions of elders and others, that I wondered why he stayed in the borg)....anyway.....he told me that since I was a JW that I would probably be successful in sales work since that is basically what we were as JW's..........SALESMEN. He went on to tell me about how we "trained" to overcome objections at the door was the same as trying to sell a product.
It took a while for this to sink in my younger but somewhat open mind, but after thinking about what he said, I had to agree. Needless to say.........I WAS very successful in sales work. At least I got a nice paycyheck for what I sold.........got nothing from the WT but heartbreak and grief! All sales organizations have what they call the IFS method..........INTIMIDATION.........FEAR.........SARCASM At every weekly sales meeting, the manager would praise the ones who did well and rip the heart right out of someone who had a bad week. It didn't matter if the one having the bad week sold more the previous week than the Golden Boy of this week sold all year. It was all too much like dubland and I just let it pass. I even spoke my mind at times hoping to get fired so I could go back to unemployment. I would tell the manager that so and so had a great week last week, so why belittle him for this week. It didn't matter. Salesmen only count in the present to those using them. Does this sound familiar? The same tactics used by Brooklyn........trickled down to the local cong.
Hey....as dubs.........it cost US money to leave their publications at homes......only to have them thrown into the garbage.
HappyDad
i amlooking for advice.
before getting married, my wife was slim and took care of herself.
after the wedding however, she started to eat much more and not exercise.
Thanks for your kindness guys.........
I should have mentioned that this happened nine years ago. But one always keeps the memories!
HappyDad
i amlooking for advice.
before getting married, my wife was slim and took care of herself.
after the wedding however, she started to eat much more and not exercise.
After having read this entire topic just now..........it is time for my 2 cents worth of an opinion.
When I married my wife 36 years ago, she had a body that turned heads. I didn't look to bad at that time myself.
As the years passed by she gained weight, but so did I. Her cooking was fantastic!
My wife was a plump homemaker, a wonderful lover, a loving mother, and good to everyone. Did her weight gain bother me? Once in a while it did.........but then I would look in the mirror. My once full head of dark brown hair was thinning more than I liked. My pants size increased....and increased some more. And where I used to have one chin, I could now see the start of a slight second chin.
We would watch Hulk Hogan on wrestling along with all the other muscle guys and she would go "uuuuuuhhmmmmmmmmmmmmm"........when they came out. She liked to look! And I would make my own comments when the gorgeous women came out. She would say to me......"Honey, you have everything those guys have, it's just distributed differently on you." We would both laugh at this!
We were very faithful to each other with our less than perfect body's. We still had fun behind closed doors.
My bottom line for this post is............I had to watch that once plump body waste away to nothing because of cancer and then see her take her final breath.
I would have rather seen her gain 200 lbs plus and still be my wonderful wife than what happened.
So Dangel, love your wife more now than ever and work with her in love for the problem she has. I can see that it is a health issue with her now. If you start the first steps with yourself, it may motivate her to do the same. It's too late once they are gone.
HappyDad