DAMN chain latters
ok.... i could go on about how chain letters suck... but we al already know that.... or i could go on about those of use who sned chain letters cause we dont have the time to send a proper emial.... but i have been there and done that and will prolly do it again. So insteat im going to post the texk from a chain letter i recieved recently (slightly modified) if anyone really wants me to send it to them just send me a note.
Bring forth the chain text:Not my true story, BUT, my true sentiments...
I grew up in the fifties with practical parents -
A mother, God love her, who washed aluminum foil after she cooked in
it, then reused it. She was the original recycle queen, before they had a
name for it...
A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.
Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in
trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in
one hand, dishtowel in the other.
It was the time for fixing things -- a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen
door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep.
It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-fixing,
reheating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful.
Waste meant affluence.
Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.
But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth
of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes
there isn't any 'more.'
Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never
to return. So...while we have it...it's best we love it.....and care for it.....and
fix it when it's broken.....and heal it when it's sick.
This is true.....for marriage.....and old cars.....and children with bad report
cards.....and dogs with bad hips.....and aging parents.....and grandparents.
We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it.
Some things we keep.
Like a best friend that moved away -- or -- a classmate we grew up with.
There are just some things that make life important, like people we know
who are special.....and so, we keep them close!
This goes out to all my friends, but more then that....
this goes out to Windy
i'm sorry my love, i will try and make things right, Zach will be taken care of.
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ok... so enought insight into my personal life....
TTFN
Bring forth the chain text:Not my true story, BUT, my true sentiments...
I grew up in the fifties with practical parents -
A mother, God love her, who washed aluminum foil after she cooked in
it, then reused it. She was the original recycle queen, before they had a
name for it...
A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.
Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in
trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in
one hand, dishtowel in the other.
It was the time for fixing things -- a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen
door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep.
It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-fixing,
reheating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful.
Waste meant affluence.
Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.
But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth
of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes
there isn't any 'more.'
Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never
to return. So...while we have it...it's best we love it.....and care for it.....and
fix it when it's broken.....and heal it when it's sick.
This is true.....for marriage.....and old cars.....and children with bad report
cards.....and dogs with bad hips.....and aging parents.....and grandparents.
We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it.
Some things we keep.
Like a best friend that moved away -- or -- a classmate we grew up with.
There are just some things that make life important, like people we know
who are special.....and so, we keep them close!
This goes out to all my friends, but more then that....
this goes out to Windy
i'm sorry my love, i will try and make things right, Zach will be taken care of.
==================================================================
ok... so enought insight into my personal life....
TTFN