My Dinosaur iPod

My Dinosaur iPod, circa 2004.

    Yes, this little baby has a 20 gig capacity and currentlyy holds 2098 songs. That equates to approximately to 7 days, 9 hours, 29 minutes and 50 seconds of playing time. It has been dropped in water...and very quickly retrieved...fallen off tables, banged against walls and countless battery failures! I have given up on wanting to replace the battery, hence the device that you see attatched to the back of it. It is a portable battery pack that lasts even longer then the original battery that is in the iPod. The original battery length of time, now, is almost as long as one song. And, the battery pack was cheaper then replacing the battery!

   I have Rock N Roll, Country Rock, Swedish Rock, Country Western, Indie Music, Jazz ( mostly Spyro Gyra! ), Beatles...can't have enough of them..., John Lennon, Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr and George Harrison! I've got Blues, Classical, March Music ( Sousa, of course!), Alternative, Easy Listening and New Age. Rap...well, not the hard core, but used in some of the songs by other artists, Bluegrass, Instrumental and some Movie Music. Pop, R & B, Reggae, Soul and Latino. Dance music, Quiet listening music and music that ALWAYS needs to played loud! I have some artists that I have only one song of theirs and others that I keep adding to all of the time. I've got Hard Rock, Soft Rock, Metal Rock, Electronic Rock and Faith Rock. I have songs that I have only listened to a few times and songs that I listen to all of the time. Songs that remind me of places, songs that remind me of people, songs that remind me of times in my life, songs that make me happy and songs that make me sad.

   I am constantly looking for and listening to new songs, as well as new artists. I could not imagine not being able to listen to music. And for that matter, hearing at all! I believe that I would rather lose my sight then my hearing, if that were an option that I had to choose from....LOL! You might be thinking, " How does he have time to listen to all of that music?" Well, I don't listen to all of it every day...would be impossible, to say the least, but I have the iPod to listen to whatever and whenever I have the mind to! Steve Jobs, I thank you! Maybe someday, I will get one of those new-fangled iTouch...Now, that would be something!

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Winter in Sweden

Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the water...Bam! Here comes the snow again! Will it ever end? Will we ever see green grass again? Will you ever be able to go outside without a coat? Will you ever be able to scratch that one place in the middle of your back? Oops, sorry....wrong blog question! Anyway, check back later to see if spring finally arrives in the year 2010! Same Bat Time, same Bat Channel!

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My Father's Birthday

Tom C. Smith

February 20, 1935

   Today, my father would have been 75 years old. I would like to share some thoughts and memories with you. I will only write of the pleasant and happy times that I remember, even though there were some that were not. But all in all, the unpleasant memories were very few and not worth mentioning.

   First off, in all of the years that you were my father, I never, ever, remember you raising your voice or hand to me...not ever. Not that there were times you maybe wanted to or should have,but, it just was not in your nature to be that way with me. There were other ways you got your point across. Thanks for being you. 

   My mother and father divorced when I was about 4-5 years old. During that time I lived with my mother, after a short stay with my grandparents. My father had visitation rights on Sundays and I believe he met those times as best as he could. What I write next may seem jumbled and somewhat confusing, if you are not familiar with knowing him or me during those times. I will sometimes mention "us", that would be in reference to my sisters and brother. If you need to know or just curious, please comment to this blog and I will do my best to answer your questions.

Childhood Memories

   Sunday afternoons...waiting, but he comes, sometimes late, but we are still happy to see him. Grandma and Grandpa's for afternoons and evenings...always good dinners. Beatles on Ed Sullivan. Putt - Putt golf, movies, Meyers Lake Park....Tilt-A-Whirl ride, still my favorite, spin it faster, Dad! Fimming and Sishing...can we go fimming and sishing? Christmas time...always a good time to be with you. Learning how to play poker from you. Car rides....AM radio - ball games, big band music...I still love to listen to Glenn Miller, Tommy Dorsey and others who were of the "Big Band Era", Spike Jones and the City Slickers! Frank Sinatra...the Voice! Singing to us as you drive. Indian's games...just you and me, trade tickets for box seats, you always kept score, hot dogs - I always wanted ketchup instead of the ballpark mustard...you always got it for me. The time you had to borrow a junker car to take me to the game...we ran out of gas. Helping you on your Snyder's Chips route....eating so many bags of chips, you smoked too much, Coley's Stag....hottest damn chili ever! You tricked me into eating it! Early mornings...late nights, but I really loved going with you to the stores and deliveries...too bad I never was good at it for a job. You always hated your face to be touched...we would laugh so hard trying to touch your face and have you try to stop us. Ed and Teddy...I was so sure I was right!...was a good laugh after all was said and done. Gambrinas Inn to eat and watch movies...The Incredible Mr. Limpet! Always tickling, always laughing... great laugh, I can hear it now. My first baseball glove, my first football and my first basketball. You are the reason I love sports...especially the Browns! Loaning me your green Dodge Charger for the prom, I was pretty cool in that car!

Adulthood Memories

   January 4, 1981, Cleveland Stadium, Cleveland Browns/Oakland Raiders AFC play-off game, Red Right 88, Brian Sipe, Kardiac Kids, 4°F/-15C (with a -36°F/-38C wind chill), Roger and Mike...Best Birthday gift ever! You had me fooled all the way, what a surprise...I loved it! You helped me buy my first car, a Plymouth Fury...what a boat! Must have been a '67-'68...I am not sure, but was a 2 door and copper/gold in color. Having a beer after work with you, just talking...you always bought, you always made me feel better if something was bothering me. Genesee beer....always the beer of choice! First time on league with you bowling at the Classic...breakfast afterwards at Andre's...eye opener for sure. Bowling on Wednesdays at The Embassy...Syrian/Lebenese League....never got the joke of it until a friend pointed it out to me years later. Beers, bookies and betting...great times. Bowling on Fridays at Eastburry lanes with Uncle Jerry, Roger and Ron. You taught me a lot about bowling. You always asked if I needed any money and would give me a 10 or 20 if I was in need. Abbott and Costello - Who's on first, What's on  second, I don't know is on third! I still laugh so hard every time I watch it! Laurel and Hardy...you did a good Stan. The Three Stooges. We would love to watch those old comedies and laugh so hard! Hall of Fame parties. Your hair...always perfect, never out of place. Your dead-pan look and " what ? " when you...well, you know what you did! LOL! A place to stay when I needed it. Ancient Ancient Age...only the best for your birthday. "After The Loving" your theme song...you had a great voice, I always liked to hear you sing with Grandpa's band. Watching sports at your house...never a dull moment, better than being at the game! Brown grass on TV...you were so color blind! Sponge brick to throw at the game when the Browns messed up! You could always watch TV...no matter what, you could find something to watch. You quite smoking for 3 months! You helped me get the job at The Timken Company...just by telling me to apply. The way you breathed when you ate, you loved steak..so do I. Going to Indians games with Grandpa...always extra innings..LOL! Your smile....how could anyone not smile when they saw yours. You always could make me laugh. The way you blew on your coffee, just before you sipped it for the first time. I think you could make anyone your friend after only speaking with them for 5 minutes...you had that way with people.

   For those of you who knew my father, I hope this stirs some memories back to you. For those of you who did not have the chance to meet him....well, I think you know him a little now. Some people go through their whole life not knowing someone like Tom C. Smith, I was lucky to call him my father. If I can be half the father to my children, that my father was to me, I will consider myself a lucky man. I hope that I am, time will tell...

   I miss you so much, Dad...there is still so much to talk about, so much to still do. You are the best Dad anyone could ask for... always my friend, my father, my Dad. Happy Birthday, Dad!

"When I Walk With You

When I Talk With you

Everything Will Be Fine"

Ringo  Starr - Walk With You

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Life Lights

    Throughout your life you have many lights. Some that turn on all by themselves and others that you, yourself, turn on. As with all lights, you have the ability to turn them on and off as you please. But, then with lights, being what they are, they will eventually burn out and can never be turned on again.
    There are lights that you will turn off, simply because you no longer want to go into that room again. You loved the light, but felt betrayed by it's light. So you turn it off, never wanting to turn it on again. Be careful with lights that you turn off in haste, because you may come back to the room and try to turn on the light and find that it burned out a long time ago. You find yourself wanting to turn that light on just...one...more..time, to sit in it's glow, to have that light shine again. Those lights can be the most forgiving lights and only need you to enter the room and turn it on.
     Some lights you turn off simply because you have moved on to another room....another life room...so to speak. The light was fine, perhaps, but became dim or maybe too bright for you as time passed. The light may have become too hot and burned you every time you turned it on, while some were too cold and burn you just the same.
    Some lights will always be on and warm you every time you enter the room. They remind you of times past and the happiness that came with the light. There are lights in your life all around you. They brighten your way and guide you when you are in the dark. Then, there are those new lights that you find or they find you. Those special lights that have just that certain amount of glow, that warmth that you have never felt before. Those are the lights that you never want to turn off and hope that they never burn out. They can never be replaced, no matter how hard you look or how long you search.
    There is also a light that is your one true life light, your soul light...your heart light. I have such a light that burns with so much love, that she shines forever in my heart...she is my LifeLight.

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Soldiers

In my previous blog, I had mentioned soldiers in my second paragraph. After much thought, I have since removed the word soldiers. My intent was not to disrespect soldiers who selfishly put their life on the line for democracy and freedom. I was only trying to show that it is a sad fact that while most people around the world celebrate Christmas, that soldiers are often far away in foreign countries, away from their loved ones, their friends. That was the point that I was trying to get across. My apologies to all soldiers and their families, if my words were misinterpreted.

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It Must Be Christmas

Snow. It must be Christmas. Snow. It is cold. It must be Christmas. Giving and sharing. Smiles, laughter, singing and helping one another. It must be Christmas. Baking, cookies, decorations, lights and candles. It must be Christmas. Babies, children, Mothers, Fathers, neighbors and friends...together again.

It must be Christmas.

Wars, hunger, hatred.Innocent people dying, corruption, deceit. Disease, pollution, waste, greed.

It must be Christmas.

 When will we learn? When will we stop? When will it be...Christmas?

It starts with you. Are you ready?

It Must Be Christmas.

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A Walk In The Woods

A walk in the woods. This is a picture that I will call "The Green Carpet". I saw a lot of this, while walking in the woods. I had a handheld GPS with me, so I just walked where my feet took me. I saw a lot of boar stands, used for waiting out boars that may come along. There are quite a lot of boars around here and I saw 5 such stands. Also, something that looked like a feeding station to attract boars...a lot of bread and a contraption above that I was not quite sure what it was for. I believe I even, dare I say, frightened a boar, because I heard a lot of rambling and rustling nearby on one of my "off the trail" ways. As far as wildlife, the only creature I saw was a tiny mouse trying to find it's way under cover to avoid any capture! Oh well, maybe next time! I will say, the GPS is very good to have, because you can just walk wherever and not worry about getting lost...unless, of course, the batteries die! Hmmm...mental note...take extra batteries on next walk. Perhaps on my next posting I will have a picture or two of a BOAR! HA!

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My Little Town ( apologies to Simon and Garfunkle)

   Sösdala, my little town. Or, village, as I have been told. My home town. Two grocery stores, two banks, one gas station, three frisorar ( hair solans), bus station, a couple of pizza parlors...I use that term loosely..., two schools, a library, a couple of clothing shops, a bakery, a few privately owned businesses, a bath and kitchen remodeling business, florist, a hardware store, a church and a lot of friendly people! Oh, and I can't forget the recycling place, commonly known as, the TIP. You can place bets on horse races at the gas station..I like that...maybe even do it some day. Money, Money, Money!

    I can walk into town in about a half hour from where I live, which is not a bad walk at that. I think by now, most of the people who see me recognize me as the local american who speaks a little swedish. It's a very nice village and I have come to call it my own. Every village, town, city has this same familiar sign letting you know that you are about to come into the area of such place. The 50 sign above states the speed limit, which is a little confusing since it is universally known that you always drive 50 when entering a municipality. But, who am I to argue, gives someone a job,I guess. Right passed this sign is a familiar tree. A Buckeye tree! Funny, being the state tree from where I come from in Ohio! At least it is funny to me and I always take a look at it as I pass it. When I go into the two grocery stores, I always look for anything new that may be on the shelfs. Kind of interesting to find things that remind me of US stores and then other things that may be so different, as well. No ICA Jerry, but I look for him, just the same! I wished that they sold the Euro Shopper dark chocolate again...I always look for that! So Good! LOL, I am getting off topic, now, sorry. On most saturday mornings, there is a Loppis...flea market....which has some good things and some things that people just don't want anymore! Not unlike the US, LOL. The village recently celebrated 150 years! I find that interesting in the fact that it is not really all that old of a village, in relative terms, if you think about it. A lot of people with their dogs, a lot of bikes used by both young and old...I like that...I hope to get a bike myself soon. Pedal into the village and maybe explore a little more on my own. I'm old, gammal, a bike would be better for me than walking, I believe. Definately faster! Oh, and not one of those skinny seats either. My butt needs a wide saddle for the comfort!

Sösdala, my little town.

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It has been a while...

Yes, it has been a while, since my last posting. Have been in a funk for a while and thought I would wait it out until I wrote again. Maybe, because it gets so dark earlier. Maybe, because I have not been myself lately. What the hell, maybe, because I think too much! My life in Sweden, except for my lovely wife, has almost come to a standstill, perhaps...a Mexican stand-off...so to speak. No job, no money, no more doing the things I liked to do. Just kind of waiting, hoping, something comes along. I took this short quiz on Facebook yesterday...said that I wasn't crazy! Whew! Good thing. For a minute there, I thought I was! I do have my health, a loving wife...a very understanding wife, I might add...and a roof over my head. A great deal more, than others have. In that regard, I smile, I breathe, I relax...I try not to think too much. I keep on testing for that damn Swedish drivers license test. *sigh*. What a test! Reality is, things are bound to change. Besides, what else can a poor man do? I'm just running on faith. I love you Laila!

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Friends

Ernie (top left)

Matt, Duke, Sam, Bob, Dana, Graig

Roger K.

Bob, Roger W., Me, Mr. Burt

Jim, Dickie, Kenny

Friends are forever. No matter what ever happens in your life, your friends will always be there. Especially, the friends that you grew up with. These are the people that you run around with, get into trouble with and most of all, just have the best of times with! As you get older, you may drift apart and not see each other as often as you would like. You have families, different responsibilities, your job, kids, vacations, the house needs some work and you just don't seem to have the time anymore, like you use to. It happens to everyone at some time or another. But, one thing about friends, you can stop by and knock at the door and all of a sudden, Wham! You are right back to where you started from. All of the memories come flooding back, you laugh so hard that you cry! You have that beer or two...or more...most likely more, then it's time to get back to reality and go about your life as before. You say to everybody that you'll get back in touch and do it again...knowing that it won't be for a long time until you do. Ah, you try to stay in touch. You make that phone call, send that e-mail, but for some reason, things just don't come together. I am not sure why, must be that life thing again. You think about them all of the time...laugh a little, once more.....think about those good old days! But the years roll by, time catches up with you, things change and you long for those days when things just didn't matter that much. That the only thing important was just getting together again for a few more beers, a few more laughs, a few more tears. You miss the ones who are gone and think about them the most...the, what if, factor. I have a lot of friends, some of them are in that picture. That's my Senior year at Alliance High School Engineering Drafting. Class of '73. Others that have been life long friends - Ron C., Ron T., Kurt, Weiner, and a few others that I can't quite remember now...but, I will and when I do, I will update this blog. I did not add last names, because, they know who they are. They are my friends.

Borås Zoo Lion Cubs

Three lion cubs that were born on Friday at the zoo in Borås, Sweden, were euthanazied because their mother would not nurse them. Zoo officials claimed that " The option of bottle feeding the cubs was ruled out because doing so would have affected their behaviour for the rest of their lives, making it hard for them to live with the other lions." Another quote from The Local states “It always hits you hard when you’re forced to put down newborn cubs, but we need to be professional. This happens in the wild and isn’t out of the ordinary.”
   I'm a bit confused. I thought that animals were in zoos to protect them and care for them. A zoo is not the wild and I thought that zoo officials knew that. There was not even the option of another zoo to care for them. I find this strange, at the very least. It almost seems that something is missing from the story. Could the zoo not care for them properly? Did they not have the facilities adequate to raise them and keep them safe as they became older? I agree with the comments, that this was insane to put to sleep these 3 lion cubs, without any attempt to preserve life, as I always thought the meaning of zoos and their purpose for animals of the wild. As a lover of all animals, I feel that there needs to be some kind of investigation of the management of the Borås Zoo.

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One in Five Swedes under 30...

I recently read an article in The Local, about the fact that many young Swedes under 30, doubt that al Qaida had anything to do with 911. In fact they believe that George W. Bush was behind the whole thing! One out of Five Swedes, under 30, believe this! I find this so utterly ridiculus, that I question the fact that I am even writing about it. How is this possible, I ask? Can there be so many people out of touch with todays news and facts, that they just start believing the most absurd? In todays society, it would be so very difficult to cover this up, let alone, cover this up for so long a period of time. And, although, I did not agree with much of Presidents Bush's policy or Presidency, even I could not fathom to think that he would even agree to it, let alone be responsible for 911. I can understand todays youth being skeptic of a lot of things, but sometimes, common sense and reality, need to be established. I can not totaly put the blame of ignorance on the youth alone. I know that there are also people my age, that believe the same...conspiracy theories and the like. Use your brains, people. Think about the facts, the logic of how the world is today. Don't be sucked into believing things that just defy logic and common sense. The next thing you know, you will believe that Global Warming is a myth, too!

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True Love

True Love - You search the world over for true love. You hope to one day have true love and to hold on to it forever. What is true love? How do you know you have true love? True love was told to me that it is to be comfortable. I guess in a way to be relaxed with life. To be at peace with someone, so much, that you know that whatever comes along, whatever problems that may happen, whatever hardships you endure, that as long as you have true love...it will be ok. And, how do you know for sure that you have true love? In a way, you may never know for sure until life itself is over. Because you spend your time and love with a certain someone expecting that to be your one true love. Then something happens, emotions get the best of you. You find out, that this person is not your true love...your soul partner...after all. So you search, again and maybe again, until you find that certain someone. She or he, takes your breath away....you become... comfortable....relaxed. True love, is so hard to find, so easy to toss aside, if you are not careful or willing to take that chance, even after so long a life of heartache and pain, it could slip by, so easily. I have come to the end of my journey after a long search. I gave up much, to have that... one ...true....love! She shines in darkness and smiles through pain. She makes me laugh when I am sad and cry when I think of how lucky I am to be with her. She is my heart, she is my True Love, she is my Laila.

 I am comfortable, at last!

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God...without religion

In a recent discussion, last night with my family, we were talking about religion. Topics arose about the bible and how contradictory it can be. Punishing and forgiving, what is good and what is bad, etc., etc. I asked, can there be God, without having religion. Can you take away the bibles, korans, talmuds and all other kinds of literature describing all things related to God and still have God? Can you not be Catholic, Jewish, Moslem, Athiest, Agnostic and the like and still have God? Can you have God and not ask for forgivness, pray to, kill for, die for, help for, teach to, preach to, damn for, live for, pay for, play for, thank to, ask for and be for... God. Can a person just have the spiritual being of ones self. Do good, not bad - George Carlin - live within ones best ways. Be nice and help others, because it is the right thing to do, not because God asked you too.

Imagine there's no Heaven

It's easy if you try
No hell below us

Above us only sky

Imagine all the people

Living for today

Imagine there's no countries

It isn't hard to do

Nothing to kill or die for

And no religion too

Imagine all the people

Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer

But I'm not the only one

I hope someday you'll join us

And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions

I wonder if you can

No need for greed or hunger

A brotherhood of man

Imagine all the people

Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer

But I'm not the only one

I hope someday you'll join us

And the world will live as one 

John Lennon

Think about it.

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Breast and Prostate Cancer

I just watched a video and read an article on the ABC News web site. It was about a top official's statement, from the American Cancer Society, that breast and prostate screening may be oversold when it comes to saving lives. It seems that there are a lot of "false positives" that come from the results of both clinical and the mamogram for women and the PSA blood test for men. They have said through studies that most men and women have had biopsies that were not necessary because of these "false positives". In my opinion, women over 40 and men over 50, should still see a doctor and have both tests done by a doctor yearly. I would rather have a "false positive" and have the peace of mind. I know of two men who have died of prostate cancer. These are simple tests and although they may not be plesant and somewhat embarrasing, I still say that they are very necessary. Please, see your doctor and have these exams done. I know I will and I want my wife to have the exams yearly, as well. Breast cancer for women and prostate cancer for men, are the two most leading causes of death. Screening and exams...see your doctor.

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My Long Haired Lady

A tattoo. It is forever, always a part of you. Never to go away, never to be without you. A part of, who you are inside. Important, shared, proud and always a reminder of what means most to you. If you did not feel this way, why even bother? But, having a tattoo is significant as to who you are. A sign of commitment and love, because you just can't wash it off, throw it away or even cover it up, because it is still there...whether you or anybody else sees it.

My long haired lady will always be a part of me...forever and a day!

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Being a Grandparent

Molly

    Being a grandparent is something special! My little Molly will be celebrating her first birthday in December and I couldn't be prouder of her. Everyone is a grandchild at some point in their life, but not everyone is a grandparent. You have the experience of being a parent all over again and the happiness that a child can give you with just a smile! You look for those first steps, those first words, again. But, you have different responsibilities as well. Spoiling a grandchild is almost a required thing to do, but not too much and never when the parents are around! There is a desire to teach and show a grandchild things that he or she may not otherwise be shown. It is hard to explain what those things might be, but rather they just would seem to come along on those times when it is just you and her alone. It's a desire for grandparents to do this,because...well, in the back of your head, you remember those times with your own grandparents. It's a need to hold them and to make them laugh. It's a need to remember what it was like when your own child was that age. It's the need to pass something on, to give something back...to be remembered, as you remember your own grandparents and the times with them. A grandchild is a precious thing. They are a reflection of your child and who they are. My grandchild, Molly, is a most beautiful little girl...just like her mother!

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The Carpet Crawlers

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     I thought today that I would write about a song that I heard today on my iPod. Very cryptic lyrics, but very hypnotizing as well. Genesis is an amazing band and if ever there is a time to see them, I recomend it very much! The link I have attached is from a long time ago, the '80s I believe...as you can tell from Phil Collins long hair! But,getting back to the song. It is from the album, The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway. I don't like all of the music, but this song has always been a favorite of mine. The band, Genesis, was a favorite of a good friend of mine, Kurt Galpin. He is sadly missed, as he has passed away a long time ago and I always think of him when I hear this song. Many people have written about what they think the lyrics mean. I have seen one person describing it as a meaning of birth, another about sex and drugs. One person even said it was a religious message...I don't think so! I will agree with another that it all deals with some kind of spiritual journey. Peter Gariel's explaination was that it all had to do with the story of the album. So, take it for what it's worth, but for me, I just enjoy listening to the song and singing along. It is a comfort song for me and reminds me of times with my friend, Kurt.

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Love and Happiness

To quote Mr. Al Green - "Love and Happiness. It will make you do right. It will make you do wrong. It will make you come in early and it will make you stay out all night long."

   What else is there to life? Love and Happiness - all you need to live for. What we all live for, when you think about it. To be loved and to love. Find some kind of happiness to make life worth living, make it meaningful. And why not? I mean, isn't that what it is all about? To have a purpose in life...why are we here? When you put everything in perspective, when you think of how small we are compared to the rest of the universe. Why are we here? What purpose do we have? What's the big plan? And you think and think, until you are blue in the face. There must be a reason, right? I mean, we just can't be born, live and then die, without some kind of purpose, reason. It's got to be Love and Happiness! It's the only thing that makes sense. Love, to be in love, to show love...brings happiness. To that, I say, if at the end of the day, when you finally lay down for some sleep and you can smile and think..." I have done the best that I can"...while showing Love and Happiness, well, it must be the reason why we are here.
     Love and Happiness....think about it.

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Cruelty to Animals

   After watching many programs on The Animal Planet, the most sad are the ones dealing with animal cruelty. It is simply amazing to me how people can be that way to animals. But, what is even more amazing, is the way the deny and even believe that they are being cruel to them! One of the people on a show that my wife and I watch once said that animals are like our children. They need care, to be fed, cleaned and taken to a doctor on a regular basis. She is so right and those words hit home with me. At times, it is even hard to watch because of the health and condition of the places where these helpless animals live. There are many times where they show the rewards of doing their job and rescuing these animals,by giving them new homes and basically bringing them back to life! Don't mistreat your animals and if you see one being mistreated, say something, do something, help that animal out. We are the keepers of the Earth and only we can stop the cruelty to animals...big and small!

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