Posted by Lou Pilder on March 15, 2002, at 10:34:33
In reply to Lou-I'll say one thing - you're persistent. :) (nm), posted by Krazy Kat on March 14, 2002, at 12:59:47
Friends,
After I left the general, I found myself in Yankee stadium. It was because that I was in the war between the "Rebs" and the "Yankees."
It was the 4th of July. Independence Day. It was 1939. There were 70,000 fans packed into the stadium and the Yankees were going to battle their opponant. And there was a man in front of a microphone on the field. There was a peanut and cracker-jack vendor standing next to me. I asked the vendor what was happening. The vendor said," He is one of the greatest players of all time and he was told that he had a disease that would take his life soon an he must retirer for he is disabled and can not play anymore." Then the player began to speak into the microphone to the immmense crowd.
" For the past two weeks you have been reading about a bad break that I got. Yet today, I consider myself to be the luckiest man on the face of the earth."
I was given a box of cracker jacks by the vendor and got the prize inside. It was a pearl.
I, Lou, experianced this. That man was told that he would die soon. But he considered himself to be the "luckiest man on the face of the earth."
Friends, I may be forced to leave this board soon. If so, examine yourself and see if you could considered yourself to be "the luckiest man on the face earth" if you were given a short time to live.
Lou
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