<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424</id><updated>2024-02-20T19:19:49.185-08:00</updated><category term="God&#39;s many blessings"/><category term="Fear"/><category term="Ovarian Cancer"/><category term="Remember the priceless value of freedom"/><category term="a good book to read"/><category term="reflection"/><category term="the silent killer"/><title type='text'>That&#39;s Life</title><subtitle type='html'>My perception of everyday life. Real issues or just humorous antidotes; exploring and defining and embracing life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-568198241101628539</id><published>2018-06-24T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2018-06-24T13:11:38.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Immigration: The Debate and the Moral High Ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Since 911 we have become a country that no longer believes itself to be safe from international violence. We have experienced first hand the devastation of loss on our soil. Our immigration system is broken and now consumed by fear as well as ineptitude, we struggle to move forward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We are a nation of immigrants. The only true natives are the American Indians, everyone else is an immigrant. Our boarders both north and south are pretty loose verses those who come into our country by plane or boat. We are a large country and the length of our boarders are long and have many miles covered by uninhabited land and wilderness. In short we do have to tighten up the loose ends. In the meantime we have people who are seeking asylum from persecution from violent gangs and corrupt governments. People who are looking just to live their lives without fear. I heard on Face the Nation this morning that at least 80% of all people coming into the United States are fleeing for personal safety for themselves and their families. So what are we to do?&lt;/div&gt;
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Well I cannot write what we can do, we have experts that should be working on that. We do need to curtail people coming into our country illegally, we are a nation that has a rule of law. Sometimes though there are special circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;
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I cannot remember where in Central America this large group of immigrants came from, but they came in a caravan headed for the US. We knew they were coming, we should have prepared to process them instead of seeking to ban them. The news gets confusing to me after that. One day I am listening to the news and this group of people are camped along our boarder and the next time I am hearing about children being taken from their parents.&lt;/div&gt;
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President Trump has this zero tolerance policy for illegal immigration, which in effect means that the immigrants that come in illegally are jailed immediately and the children taken from them because they are not to be incarcerated with them. Obviously this was a heartless and extreme measure to a group of people who have already been extremely traumatized by events that led to their exodus.&amp;nbsp; Thank God that those closest to Trump were able to convince him that taking the children from their families was extreme and unusual punishment. In short a cold hearted act that served no reasonable purpose for the country nor the families involved.&lt;/div&gt;
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What happens next is yet to be seen. But kudos to those who have been fighting for the human treatment of the immigrants coming in. We are a nation of laws, but we are also a nation of compassion and humanity. We are the standard bearers of freedom and human rights. This has been our nation&#39;s drive since World War II when we found out about the exterminations of Europe&#39;s Jews. We as a nation have held the moral high ground, we must not decide to waver from that now. We are the land of the free, the dream of the weary and safeguard for those who seek justice and peace.&lt;/div&gt;
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We need to protect ourselves from those who seek to harm us, but we cannot call everyone the enemy or we will lose our identity and our grace.&lt;/div&gt;
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It happened a couple of days ago as we were celebrating my father&#39;s 95th birthday. My son got into the driver&#39;s seat and I in the back directly behind him. I see a small spider on his headrest and before I get the panicked words, &quot;there&#39;s a spider&quot;, I open my car door and quickly swish the spider out the door. For those who know me that was an unbelievable act of courage, for I have a undeniable fear of spiders and all bugs for that mater.&lt;/div&gt;
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Love trumps fear, and my instincts were to protect my child, even if my child will soon be 44 years old.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am so proud to be a mom. I raised two children and I would give my life for either of them. To be a mother is the greatest blessing a woman can have. I look back on the childhood of my children. I worried about them, cared for their activities (I hate sports, but I was there), shared their joys and their sorrows. Love is what binds us, even today. I pray for them and their families daily. I still worry for them too. I have found that I never stop being a mom. The children grow up, but you love them and worry about them long after they have left the nest. Being proud of them when they are young and even (if it were possible) prouder of them as adults.&lt;/div&gt;
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I reflect back to my own childhood, I had three moms, my mother, my grandmother and my great aunt. (my grandmother and her sister lived with us. My mother had ill health for many years.) I loved all three of them so very much. though all three of them have left this earth, my love for them has not ceased.&lt;/div&gt;
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To all the mothers reading this, know that your sacrifices, worry, joy and prayers will never be in vain. You are cultivating a community of love that will last through your children, your grandchildren and yes even your great grandchildren. Those who come to know you will love you and love never dies.&lt;/div&gt;
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Have a very blessed and joyous Mother&#39;s Day!&lt;/div&gt;
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This is one of my favorite pieces of jewelry. It contains every gemstone imaginable. It cost me only $35. I can wear this piece with just about any outfit, whether it be casual or dressy.&amp;nbsp; If you take a closer look you would see that it is made up of scrap pieces of gems. The cast offs, the insignificant pieces that were meant to be thrown in the garbage. Yet I own this beautiful piece. I bought it with the idea of owning so many gems. I have never been disappointed with this purchase. It is a mirror of real life.&lt;br /&gt;
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How many times do we feel insignificant and that we don&#39;t matter. In a world where there is so much emphasis on fame and power, we need to remember that in life the small and the humble are important too.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2009944892671304387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2018/02/the-bits-and-pieces-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/2009944892671304387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/2009944892671304387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2018/02/the-bits-and-pieces-of-life.html' title='The bits and pieces of life'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3BLXPr10SHtvW-UwnW5oes2mq0Tz7G18FS2_-gQnJPU2l36meO4sM4LMBnDrb7oDQ0YjeUy0YxiKaiTybC_WYArLfDsXrvrcrGbNipH_BXxDhUFTxs0Z84wcYONToPYRE_Pz2J4VTpGZs/s72-c/2013-09-28_19-39-18_911.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-1626505022794505343</id><published>2018-02-18T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2018-02-18T18:03:01.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It isn&#39;t Gun Control, It should be Gun Common Sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
After this past week&#39;s horrible school shooting in Florida, the 18th since the beginning of this year, the gun control debate is flourishing again. My confusion is with people siting the 2nd Amendment. Really. This isn&#39;t a 2nd Amendment issue. No one wants to ban guns, we just want to take the semi automatic and automatic guns out of circulation.&lt;/div&gt;
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The AR-15 is easier to purchase than a regular handgun. You cannot go hunting with this rifle, if you did you won&#39;t be able to eat the kill. In an article written by the Toledo Blade Editorial Board and I quote; &quot;It is easier to buy an AR-15 - now the weapon of choice for copycat mass killers - than a handgun in Florida and Ohio. You must be 21 to buy a handgun, but you can buy this weapon of war at 18, and with no waiting period in Ohio.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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To me this is very scary that this horrible weapon, which is much more damaging than a handgun, can be gotten so easily.&lt;/div&gt;
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Why are some gun owner so hell bent on keeping this gun. It is a weapon of war. It was designed for one purpose, to kill as many as possible in a short period of time. If collectors want this gun, fine, don&#39;t sell the ammunition and have the gun for show.&lt;/div&gt;
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People, we need to compromise here. Don&#39;t give me the malarkey about guns don&#39;t kill, people do. Yes, people can still kill with a knife or a rock. But you cannot take out a dozen people in a minute with a rock or a knife. And yes, mental illness is a problem here, but obviously with being able to buy the AR-15 so easily even the mentally ill can buy this gun.&lt;/div&gt;
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We need to respect our 2nd Amendment right, but we also need to make sure innocent people aren&#39;t dying because we cannot compromise for the common good.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am neither a liberal or a conservative. I am someone who lives in balance. Living in the middle allows me to be able to compromise when things need to be corrected. Our country cannot continue to have the right and the left constantly having to have their own way. We need to come together for the common good of the entire country. That is what our founders had in mind when they drew up the Constitution.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I don&#39;t know about how any of you are voting, and that is okay. Voting is a very personal thing and we are so blessed in this country to be able to have free and open elections. I hope that if you haven&#39;t voted yet that you will do so on Tuesday. It doesn&#39;t truly matter who you vote for, neither of the two major candidates are virtuous, or without blemish. I can honestly say I am disgusted by both of those two choices. I have heard some say they are going to vote; not voting isn&#39;t the answer.&lt;/div&gt;
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We need to choose the person who we feel best suits out political and religious views. Between Clinton and Trump there is no cut and dry solution for me. Both candidates, for me are flawed and self involved. Hilary is totally trying to become president to forever remain in the history books; and I have come to believe that she will do so at any cost. She is totally in this for herself. Whatever good and noble intentions she had, left her long ago, that is why her popularity is so low. Donald, well I am not sure I have him figured out. He is definitely a narcissist, and definitely vulgar, loud mouthed and makes fun of people; all of these things are truly despicable and not very presidential. However I have come away with the feeling that he does really care about people, he is very unpolished, but then he is not a politician. I believe that is why he has such a following. People are tired and frustrated. We do not have the level of jobs that we once had, a $15 mandatory minimum wage won&#39;t change that. Flipping hamburgers at a fast food restaurant is not a career, jobs like that were at one time for school kids wanting to make a little extra money, $15 an hour for them will only make the food more costly and less people doing more work. I don&#39;t make $15 an hour and I am an administrative assistant. I live pay day to pay day like most people these days. I once made over $40,000 a year, but the auto industry went bust and being over 50 it was hard to find another high paying job again. I have no regrets, I live a modest life and I love what I do. The only point I am trying to make is that our economy has changed so very much. We no longer have the volume of high paying jobs that we once had. With the new &quot;Obama Care&quot; insurance rates have become astronomical. Our economy is out of control and so is our world. People are afraid.&lt;/div&gt;
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This new movement will continue no matter who wins. The people of this great country want to be heard and they will be heard. No matter who wins this election people will demand change.&lt;/div&gt;
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Voting is the beginning of instituting this change. Please vote and make your voice heard. We are a nation of hard working, generous people. Everything will fall into place as long as we demand that the people we elect are truly working for the people and not themselves.&lt;/div&gt;
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Please vote, make a difference, and be involved. Complacency is what has brought us to this point in the history of our great nation. Only personal involvement and political transparency can heal us again. We must make our elected officials do the job we elected them to do. That is why I believe in term limits for all elected jobs, city, state or federal.&lt;/div&gt;
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Please vote and make a difference!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.hbgdiocese.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/Respect-Life-13.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Image result for respect life&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;160&quot; src=&quot;https://www.hbgdiocese.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/Respect-Life-13.gif&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;October is the month dedicated to the Respect for Life movement. During this month we pray for an end of abortion and an end to this culture of death in our society.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hear a lot of people say they are pro life. I am pro life too. When most people hear that phrase they think of those people being anti abortion, and that is certainly true, but it is so much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;
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To be Pro Life means that you believe that &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; life is sacred from conception to natural death. So obviously abortions, mercy killings, murders, and the death penalty are things that we are against. Even though pro life is all those things it is also much more than this. Pro life celebrates all life, it desires to protect all life. It realizes that all life is a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;
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To respect life also means to respect the people we meet everyday, to have empathy for those who are hurting from violence or escaping war, or poverty. Respecting those people who are marginalized and mistreated and threatened because of race, color, or religion.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because respecting life is &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;these things, we should be inclusive of this when we debate the abortion issue. I hate abortion, I also hate seeing Muslims being harassed and vilified because of the atrocities of the Islamic Jihads. I hate seeing the disabled made fun of, I hate crude remarks about how someone looks. I hate the violence that exist in our streets. I hate the violence between black and white.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love all life. God has given us our lives, this good earth and all our individual talents. God is life, God is love. We are called to love each other no matter what. Yes, even those we do not like, or do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;
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So when you are talking to me and telling me not to vote for someone because they are not pro life, keep in mind that I am looking at the whole picture. I want to see an individual run for office who encompasses all the criteria that I mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately, there is no one running for president with the above attributes, so I must make my decision using a different yardstick.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t know what the future holds, who the next &amp;nbsp;president will be. I do know this. Unless we become a society that once again treats all people with a least a small degree of respect, that we become a little more compassionate to our neighbors, or take responsibility for the children that we conceive in moments of passion; unless we become life giving in our individual actions toward all people, we will never truly be a people who actually are respectful of life.&lt;br /&gt;
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What a beautiful day here in Maumee, Ohio! The sun is shining and the temperature is a beautiful 78 degrees. I started the day with going to Mass and thanking God for the many blessings that He has bestowed on me. Then I heard from my children and grandchildren. The day is just plain precious.&lt;/div&gt;
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There was one person whom I could not hug today. My dear mom. Momma died nineteen years ago on May 1st. I&#39;d like to dedicate this to her.&lt;/div&gt;
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Momma, I missed you again this morning. I think of you everyday. We didn&#39;t have a 1950&#39;s TV life, but it was certainly a good life. I remember the time we were little and you were sick. The trips we took to Cleveland so that you could see your doctor. We would walk to a church in downtown Cleveland and go to visit Jesus in the tabernacle and light a few candles. I don&#39;t know how old I was, I was just old enough to remember I guess. Funny how I think of those times so long ago.&lt;/div&gt;
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Momma, I love you. You weren&#39;t Mrs. Cleaver or Harriet Nelson, but you were perfect for me. God bless you momma, I know you are keeping the angels in stitches.&lt;/div&gt;
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Four American lives were lost that day, and so far this has been a travesty! I was amazed when Hilary Clinton, then secretary of state, blew off the attempts to find the truth,by claiming it was over and lets move on. I wonder if her daughter or her husband had been one of the victims, would she have responded the same way?&amp;nbsp; President Obama has promised transparency in his administration. Mr. President, please be transparent in this. Obviously someone dropped the ball. I would think his administration would want to know more than anyone else, then maybe they do and they don&#39;t want to share.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe it&#39;s just my age, but from time to time I find myself drifting back to the past. Tonight I gave some thought to my early years on the job. I have been working most of my life. Most of that time in factories. I held myself in moderate esteem as far as what I was able to do. So most of my jobs were fairly unskilled. Then one day I applied for a skilled job (I was about 35). I, along with about a dozen other people from the factory had to take tests at the employment agency for motor skills, problem solving, logic, math, and a few other similar exercises. A miracle happened for me that day. My scores exceeded everyone else&amp;nbsp; that day; but that wasn&#39;t the miracle. This counselor told me that with my scores I could do anything I wanted. Wow! I was dumbfounded! All my life I considered myself stupid. This woman opened up a door for me that changed my life.&lt;/div&gt;
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The job I signed up for I got, but it&amp;nbsp; wasn&#39;t what I wanted, it was too physical for me. However I did move up to a position that was less physically challenging. Then one day a supervisor&#39;s&amp;nbsp; position came up. In the past I would never have considered such a position, but the counselor&#39;s comments rang in my head, so I decided to look into the possibility and I applied and I was picked to do the job. From then on I never questioned my ability to seek and find any opportunity that I wanted to pursue.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrVHRoeafjtSXvjHxNizcZlelxxbpRqOa5FKLxX6DcJCbvnJSq63dugYbLpz6hf3gjnCmMsCsueq3uUe9uJ5enMVd_rAYsYJy5Z-50iqghZ7fHRja3sBkWWybSly1LuHm8iAp7aId7klL8/s1600/Thanksgiving+at+Donny%27s+11-24-2011.jpg(2).jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrVHRoeafjtSXvjHxNizcZlelxxbpRqOa5FKLxX6DcJCbvnJSq63dugYbLpz6hf3gjnCmMsCsueq3uUe9uJ5enMVd_rAYsYJy5Z-50iqghZ7fHRja3sBkWWybSly1LuHm8iAp7aId7klL8/s1600/Thanksgiving+at+Donny&#39;s+11-24-2011.jpg(2).jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; width=&quot;149&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So what is my point of this story; our successes and failures start in the mind first. All those years that I felt inferior to do more was a self made problem. What we perceive ourselves to be is what we are.&lt;/div&gt;
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I have always let my children know that they could do anything. They are both successful in their vocations. I am older now, but I live by the rule that I can do it, no matter what &quot;it&quot; might be. &quot;No&quot; is just not in my vocabulary any more, and I am glad. Life is an adventure and all of us should push ourselves to the best we can be.&lt;/div&gt;
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Thanks for listening and remember, success begins in the mind first. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763;&quot;&gt;In the past few days the pope has made headlines again. His call for Catholics to respond with love and mercy on the issues that divide the church. The issues he mentioned were same sex marriage and contraception. Depending if you are a conservative or a liberal you may have read into this as the pope redesigning the church dogma. Both sides can relax, the pope isn&#39;t going to rewrite the&amp;nbsp; bible or church dogma; but he is readjusting the attitude of the church, and that is something long over due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763;&quot;&gt;I believe that Pope Francis is trying to tell us not to focus on the negative, not to be judgmental. As Christ had taught us, we should reach out to those in love and mercy. For we will be &#39;judged as we judge&#39;. Only God has the right to judge, only God is perfect, only God can see inside the human heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I woke up this morning, as I do every morning. Of course I turned on the TV.&amp;nbsp; Like most people I believe I have it on for sound, more so now that I am older than I did when I was younger. Whatever was said triggered my brain to think about television in the past, when I was growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m not sure when it happened, I am guessing I was in my teens, when I realized there was only a semblance of the truth in these shows. The shows did not show the ugliness of the times, only the happy and acceptable version, which was probably why the adults found them to be a diversion from reality. When I was growing up, I lived through the Kennedy assassination, the race riots, drugs, the war in Viet Nam, the counter social revolution. These were the ugliness that shaped my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Cruel reality set in when I found out that marriages don&#39;t always, &quot;live happily ever after&quot; and getting a job and raising a family often caused chaos in the family. Money problems, school problems, job problems, all made living a journey of joy and tears. Yes joy. Sometimes through these problems the family grows and admiration for one another emerges. Faith in God, family and Country become a mainstay of existence, giving us the courage to look ahead to the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;What our congress must do in these coming days is to look back at our history. In Korea in the 50&#39;s we did not win, the conflict is still there, just not violent any more (but still very v&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;olatile&lt;/span&gt; ). Viet Nam in the 60&#39;s. We lost that one, along with nearly 60,000 American soldiers. Our intentions were good with both of these involvements. The problem was that we forgot that these conflicts were not ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;We have spent the last twelve years in a war in the Middle East. All of us are war weary. The most war weary are our service men and women. Some have done four tours of duty! How long are we going to stretch them to the limit? I don&#39;t want to say it, but I think we would be starting up the draft again if we were to be much longer in a war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I hope our congress takes their time to weigh all the consequences of what attacking Syria would mean. I think it is a lose - lose situation. May God be with our leaders to make the right decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #351c75; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;A lot of things have been said in the days since the verdict on the death of Trayvon Martin. I don&#39;t think anyone has won this case. Least of all the parents of Trayvon. We all must reconcile ourselves that the jury found that George Zimmerman, was innocent of murder or manslaughter, according to Florida state laws. Like it or not, all of us need to abide by that decision.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #351c75; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;All of this being said, I would like to take a few moments to &lt;/span&gt;share my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #351c75;&quot;&gt;views on this subject. I am not going to question the verdict. I am not going to question the validity of the verdict. Anyone of us in that position of finding someone guilty or innocent would have to do what this jury did, and that was to look at the evidence and decide their decision on what they have before them. None of us should question their sincerity in trying to find the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #351c75; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;So many things in this case were blurred. The only two people who know what happened are Trayvon Martin and George Zimmerman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #351c75;&quot;&gt;However as I see it there were some terrible mistakes made by Mr. Zimmerman that I am sure he regrets today. The first mistake was following someone to see if that person was going to do something wrong. It&#39;s hard not to say that Trayvon Martin wasn&#39;t stereotyped, why else would George Zimmerman have followed a teenager with no apparent weapon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #351c75; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The second mistake I find to be the real zinger; after calling police to share his suspicions of Trayvon Martin&#39;s intentions, he should have let police follow up. George Zimmerman should not have kept following the young man. Zimmerman was found not guilty because he was defending himself from getting his skull bashed on the cement. I get that. Truly I do understand that. However I feel that if Zimmerman would not have followed him, Martin, who obviously was aware that he was being followed, apparently felt the need to protect himself. Thereby using the only weapon that he had, his own physical strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I was watching&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;kno-fb-ctx&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;left: -5px; position: relative;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geraldo Rivera at Large &lt;/em&gt;tonight on FOX News. The topic tonight was hate groups in America. He had a white supremest and a Neo-Nazi on to give their views. Ironically both felt they were not hate groups. Both men felt that this country was founded by white men for white men; and that everyone else should go back from where their ancestors came from.I thought it was unbelievable that people in the 21st century could still be that stupid. First of all they all get an F in U.S. History; the American Indians were here before us. I&#39;m sure&amp;nbsp;some of them&amp;nbsp;feel we should go back to our ancestral countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I love &lt;em&gt;Face the Nation with Bob Schieffer.&lt;/em&gt; Bob always has good questions and I love to hear the answers that his guests give. One topic came up this morning that I thought was thought provoking. One of the guests said that Romney wasn&#39;t popular but would win the election. Bob asked, well how can he win the popular vote if he isn&#39;t popular?&lt;/div&gt;
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I got to thinking though about the last election and Baack Obama&#39;s &quot;Yes we can&quot; campaign. The economy was in the toilet and people wanted a change. He talked such a pretty picture of change that people voted for him, I believe, out of wishful thinking that he could&amp;nbsp; pull it off. After all it is no secret that Obama is a great orator. This time though is different. &quot;Yes we can&quot; has become no you didn&#39;t. I believe that there are people, even among republicans, that are not impressed with Romney; yet I believe Romney can and will win.&lt;/div&gt;
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My thought is that many of the people who voted for Obama will not vote for anyone this year. Most of Baarack Obama&#39;s support from 2008 are now &lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;disillusioned with him, and because they don&#39;t care for Romney, they won&#39;t vote at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Checking out the facts and voting for the best candidate is so important to our freedom. We all should vote and vote wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/903525179340934801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2012/08/who-will-win-popular-vote_5.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/903525179340934801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/903525179340934801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2012/08/who-will-win-popular-vote_5.html' title='WHO WILL WIN THE POPULAR VOTE?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4EwsljRd3-dOX_njR0gmB7i2Osl01jJM1Txxl-Dv1-js2gsLoBNvp6Xao6HzO9D0_LamNfdFcbk17Wdav7THda_yA6okaM9QP_J6QNFkMcU3TAoEiKAM1iJaXM2GSy-dmWUhexm6AncUT/s72-c/blog+pic+8-5-2012.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-8636491846592341025</id><published>2012-07-30T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-05T10:01:47.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It give me gas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Sunday I was driving to pick up some supper at the local fast food place. It is about three miles from my house. I passed six gas station in that short drive. Two of the stations had a price of $3.29. Three stations had a price of $3.39. One station had a price of $3.49. Ridiculous!&lt;/div&gt;
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I don&#39;t play the stock market, but trying to find out where and when to buy gas, I can tell you I have some idea of what if might be like. I know I am not the only one frustrated. Everything is so expensive! High fuel prices make it expensive, and from the &lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;variety &lt;/span&gt;of gas prices, I can guess that it doesn&#39;t need to be this high. Come on people! Let&#39;s be reasonable. Lower the prices. Lets really get our economy moving again!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8636491846592341025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2012/07/sunday-i-was-driving-to-pick-up-some.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/8636491846592341025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/8636491846592341025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2012/07/sunday-i-was-driving-to-pick-up-some.html' title='It give me gas!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjuUla71eB3rXBr1BKR9Nz_1B27cMgQcuB__ZKV0ZAFm5DwGBlMaPOF3TrgR055zA_HmkFB-MdDJN5A-r10JBHRhmz2TKgn1_T1S7BZwl468gMXLvWWY2dCOQDy9nrkoXr-dB6EYmEMi2/s72-c/blog+photo+7-29-2012.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-2929165887325165258</id><published>2012-07-21T21:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-21T22:17:32.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aurora Colorado Shootings</title><content type='html'>I was outside earlier this evening and I heard a couple of firecrackers go off. It was a bit unnerving with the events of this past Friday. When I woke up on Friday morning I checked out my phone for the latest news. It is something I do every morning, it&#39;s&amp;nbsp;quicker than TV and there are no commercial. As I looked at the Tweets from WTOL I was shocked by what I read. Once again massive violence has scarred our nation. Ironically and actually truly sad is the death of two soldiers. How horrible it is when you think they should have been safe here, at home, away from the ravages of war.&lt;br /&gt;
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All day long we have heard the details of this tragedy, I found myself praying for the victims off and on many times today and yesterday. There are no words, and there is no comprehension. The twelve fatalities are heart wrenching. It should not have happened. So now we ask ourselves why did it happen and were there any warning signs?&lt;br /&gt;
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From everything I have heard today, there is one huge warning sign that should have drawn the attention of someone to alert the ATF. Fed X delivered 150 pounds of ammunition to a private individual. Now that is what scares me. Fed X had no way of knowing what was in that package, but the company that sold it to Holmes, should have realized that was a bit extravagant for private use.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today and every time there is a shooting, people start talking about gun control. Well I don&#39;t own a gun or anything, but I can logically tell you that guns don&#39;t kill people, people do. To me one person ordering a hundred and fifty pounds of ammunition is a red flag. Many people collect guns, so that would not have really been a red flag, but all that ammunition, really, wasn&#39;t anyone even slightly curious as to why someone would need that amount for hunting or target practice. I mean was that company running a midnight special. I don&#39;t think so.&lt;br /&gt;
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We all need to be mindful of our surroundings. this guy wasn&#39;t a law breaker, he was an honor student. Yet&amp;nbsp; he did leave red flags, and if we as a nation are ever going to stop the violence, we need to be mindful of the ridiculous. 150 pounds of ammunition is ridiculous! If the ATF had been notified, maybe they could have kept an eye on him. I can hear some of you saying well that an infringement on a person&#39;s rights. Being in a movie theater, you should have the right of believing and trusting that you are safe. That is a citizen&#39;s right as well. If someone would have just looked at this one red flag, maybe, just maybe, this tragedy would not have happened.&lt;br /&gt;
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There were other flags too. This was the creation of a diabolical and evil mind. A young woman who lived below Holmes apartment, went upstairs to tell him to turn down the music that started blaring at midnight. She found the door to be open, but decided not to go in. That saved her life. Had she opened that door this tragedy would have gotten a whole lot worse. The girl has a great guardian Angel!&lt;br /&gt;
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Let us all continue to pray for the victims and the survivors of this horrible event. Let each one of us make it our personal responsibility to be mindful of people doing unusual things. If it doesn&#39;t seem right, it very well might be that you could save lives. If someone would have paid attention to the flags here, the ATF maybe could have stopped him before he killed and injured&amp;nbsp;so many innocent people.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2929165887325165258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2012/07/aurora-colorado-shootings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/2929165887325165258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/2929165887325165258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2012/07/aurora-colorado-shootings.html' title='Aurora Colorado Shootings'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-4880183385099962865</id><published>2012-06-18T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-19T05:03:54.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY IS GONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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The above is a beautiful picture of the sun set off the shore of South Bass Island, near Put-In-Bay, Ohio. I recently spent three wonderful days and two nights at the Resort Hotel in Put-in Bay. The accommodations were wonderful, and the island was heavenly.&amp;nbsp; Most people associate the tiny town with bar hopping. I&#39;d be lying if I said I didn&#39;t patronize the Round House Bar. Admittedly I always stop there with my friends and enjoy a long island ice tea and listen to a band that is usually always playing there.&lt;/div&gt;
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I only get to Put-In-Bay about once the year. For me it is a little escape from the realities of life. I went with two very close friends, we rented a room and in the evening, the three of us, watched the moon rise on the lake. There are no words to describe that heavenly sight. As the three of us sat there on the patio&amp;nbsp;listening to the sounds of the island, a sound that you can only hear in the off season, we felt one with the beautiful island.&amp;nbsp; The off season is a favorite for me. You can see everything without having a crowd pushing you on. We felt like we owned the island. We rented a golf cart and toured the whole island. We went to two museums and looked at the grand history of this fascinating place.&lt;/div&gt;
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Before we left the island, we stopped in the small Catholic church on the island. Mother of Sorrows is a very small church that was started by German settlers in the 1800&#39;s I always stop there too an d pay Jesus a small visit. It seamed right to do so. After all we felt like we were touring the Garden of Eden.&lt;/div&gt;
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Enjoy the sunsets of life, they are too beautiful to miss.﻿&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4880183385099962865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2012/06/day-is-gone-above-is-beautiful-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/4880183385099962865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/4880183385099962865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2012/06/day-is-gone-above-is-beautiful-picture.html' title='DAY IS GONE'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpmH2sLuwMLHjMx8RrePUIciejJy3vS5uka2MtwwpXUs0-tb0IgtLEKcNs632eryL7kVREnemC4ymmB3yoGKkNXJAk5zvDxeEyGg2aHJq0DFKhkdSFwrQXqH8DSgZaZiLvMj-7_D5u-Zu/s72-c/put+in+bay+6-6-12u.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-4005724431186780540</id><published>2011-10-16T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:35:38.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Some of my most cherished memories occurred during the year and a half that I spent at St. Joseph Academy in Adrian Michigan. This weekend we held our last reunion. I am so honored to be considered an alum of SJA. Truly it was always what I hoped to do, but my family could no longer afford to send me there, so I came home midway through my Sophomore year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The highlight of the weekend for me was the reunion Mass. Celebrating the liturgy in the Sisters&#39; chapel brought back so many memories of liturgies past. The very first time I was ever in that chapel, I was fourteen years old. It was beautiful then and the sound of the nuns singing still echo peacefully in my mind. I tried to go to Mass every morning before classes began. So I would catch a Mass at a different location on campus nearly every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I remember sitting in the classroom in the fall and the spring and hear the postulants and novices singing at prayer. It was like being in heaven. I always felt so connected to God there. When I return I find that I still do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Everyone was just fabulous this weekend. I consider my classmates as family even after these many years of separation. While I was there this weekend I felt fourteen again. It was nice. Those girls and the sisters mean more to me than words can possibly express.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;This little essay is dedicated to my former classmates and teachers at St. Josep Academy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxd-3zkIBk9ORNVqY9KzAE2dZi8tjYvV4QRE33TsiF2D6C-VE9mOrkd-hvlwtdpNQh5Nr03PVApXwNU6Z0e4FTQv0ceIlYCCkiy6bHSBCMtXJdNER-6wVvpxPd2LCvRUdyYngYCcm-wuwb/s1600/SJA+2011+reunion.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxd-3zkIBk9ORNVqY9KzAE2dZi8tjYvV4QRE33TsiF2D6C-VE9mOrkd-hvlwtdpNQh5Nr03PVApXwNU6Z0e4FTQv0ceIlYCCkiy6bHSBCMtXJdNER-6wVvpxPd2LCvRUdyYngYCcm-wuwb/s320/SJA+2011+reunion.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Thank you for bringing such joy and fond memories to my life. I love you all. God bless you!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4005724431186780540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/beautiful-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/4005724431186780540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/4005724431186780540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/beautiful-time.html' title='A Beautiful Time'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxd-3zkIBk9ORNVqY9KzAE2dZi8tjYvV4QRE33TsiF2D6C-VE9mOrkd-hvlwtdpNQh5Nr03PVApXwNU6Z0e4FTQv0ceIlYCCkiy6bHSBCMtXJdNER-6wVvpxPd2LCvRUdyYngYCcm-wuwb/s72-c/SJA+2011+reunion.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-8336411263401482401</id><published>2011-07-14T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T19:23:02.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you hold a news network for murder?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW8L0blOqkoe8DrBxGBRitRvFyDqjTJDvhOb4dyqXF8X1DJQiqSJ-rvCMWpUoEpLW19xHjhInvhfFfL_SFxg7Dwm1qjNh1K5P6UD2K_yxDuFLYVcr9_dsQovozzF3h2eUKSO7mscO0EiHN/s1600/God+bless+the+USA.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; m$=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW8L0blOqkoe8DrBxGBRitRvFyDqjTJDvhOb4dyqXF8X1DJQiqSJ-rvCMWpUoEpLW19xHjhInvhfFfL_SFxg7Dwm1qjNh1K5P6UD2K_yxDuFLYVcr9_dsQovozzF3h2eUKSO7mscO0EiHN/s320/God+bless+the+USA.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;It hasn&#39;t happened yet, and I hope to the good Lord that it doesn&#39;t. I used to watch HLN all the time to get a digested view of what was going on in the world. Lately the only thing they seem to talk about is Casey Anthony.&amp;nbsp; Well I guess they made her a celebrity they want to keep it going, but at what cost? It really doesn&#39;t matter anymore what anyone thinks. Our justice system found her not guilty...nothing more needs to be said. Our justice system may not be perfect, but it is the best in the world. We can call the jury stupid, or say the prosecution didn&#39;t present their case properly. Anyone of those things may or may not be true, but it is over...period. The only thing HLN is doing now is inciting at lot of angry people. If some angry individual takes Casey Anthony&#39;s life for the sake of &quot;justice for Kalie&quot;, then I think that the media, in particular HLN should bear some moral responsibility for this. You cannot keep beating a dead horse. It&#39;s over. Let it be. We don&#39;t have to like the outcome of this verdict, but plain fact is, this was the verdict. 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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Norman in his last few months with us&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sophia and her toys&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;﻿﻿She is a beautiful creature. Sophia picked us out that day at the Monroe Humane Society. She brushed against the cage just wanting some love and attention. In truth we were looking for another Jack Russell Terrier, like the one we put down the week before. None of the Jack Russells we looked at gave us a second glance. I guess there was no chemistry. We were standing by Sophia&#39;s cage actually getting ready to leave. When she brushed herself against the cage. Something in her beautiful eyes made me want to see her. So we asked the attendant to show her to us. Oh my she just couldn&#39;t stop giving me kisses! It was love at first lick! I was concerned because she was an older puppy and not full grown. Yet I have to say she has never been any trouble. She was easy to house break and she loves being clean. Sophia Marie is an&amp;nbsp;Norwegian Lundhund mix. Also known as &lt;em&gt;Puffin dogs.&lt;/em&gt; In Norway where the breed originated four hundred years ago; they were bred to hunt puffin birds in the winter for food for the Norwegians. Typically these dogs have six toes on their paws so that they can navigate the caves where the puffin live. Sophia looks exactly like a purebred but her sixth toe on the hind legs are not jointed and she only has five toes on the front paws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;As you can see by the pictures attached to this post. She is my little princess. I think dogs are angels. They love freely and don&#39;t expect anything but our love in return. Somehow I think my little Norman picked her out for us. I have been blessed. Thank you God. Not only for my dogs past and present, but also&amp;nbsp;for all the people that you have put into my life. You are certainly a loving and gracious God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7495841856605429472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/httpoutskirtspress.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/7495841856605429472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/7495841856605429472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/httpoutskirtspress.html' title='Have you bought my book yet?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVfBGOapKlyd23jV_R2WcLRJPW8TRdwGp6PAdXTpMQJGCvZsACw23jGA_ZLz17BSI-TF9wbe3UwOwUbYtv5W4sBkOCn6raTIRI9zAhqVEZGWqIUTw8kbFKakqyeC1du38p9A4Pl7mtBuW/s72-c/cover+for+create+a+space.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-5909428792911785193</id><published>2011-01-09T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:19:38.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST A FEW THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0_7H0TLPjvrufOz4-mMczUE3sOmW_pLCb9eHKo2B5G1Bj7cfxe86Cq8fCbkjGjQNmKQQp0HjPiFAGrlgslZc_2OTo1gnl8lh4JDyQShVPvfqB4zTYoE91g3oodSnWQWu95GhHmWj1p__E/s1600/IMGP0886.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560368954674407490&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0_7H0TLPjvrufOz4-mMczUE3sOmW_pLCb9eHKo2B5G1Bj7cfxe86Cq8fCbkjGjQNmKQQp0HjPiFAGrlgslZc_2OTo1gnl8lh4JDyQShVPvfqB4zTYoE91g3oodSnWQWu95GhHmWj1p__E/s200/IMGP0886.JPG&quot; style=&quot;cursor: hand; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s the beginning of a new year; and only a week into it we have had mayhem and natural phenomenons. The week started with a news report about hundreds of black birds falling from the sky in Arkansas. That would have been curious enough, and it was explained away as being caused from the New Years Eve fireworks. I might have bought into that except that hundreds more black birds fell from the sky the next two days in Louisianna and Kentucky. Again all explained away. This past Thursday or Friday I heard about hundreds of Doves falling from the sky in Italy. All explained away. Now I have to tell you that in the fifty-seven years that I have been alive, I just don&#39;t remember that ever happening. Yet the news commentator the other night reassured everyone that this happens from time to time. They said it was a natural phenomenon....whatever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Last Year about this time we had that horrible earthquake in Haiti. Our thoughts and prayers are still with those poor people. All the money and charitable efforts given to them in this past year and they are little better off than they were a year ago. That seemed to be the next good question to ask; &quot;What happened to all the aid?&quot;; that is until this weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Saturday morning started out for me like any other Saturday, I did laundry and went to do some shopping. I came home and turned on the T.V. just as a &lt;em&gt;Special Report&lt;/em&gt; came on. I could not believe my ears, another shooting rampage. Congresswoman Gabby Gifford shot in the head while trying to meet with her constituents. I have been praying for all the victims and their families. The whole event is just tragic. Why people feel the need to latch out in violence! I believe, unlike some, that this is just a senseless isolated act by a deranged individual. I don&#39;t believe it&#39;s the fault of the Tea Party movement or any other politically motivated groups. However I do agree that we are being too careless in our eagerness to bring sanity back to our government. Shooting out Congressional office windows, yelling and screaming at town hall gatherings and showing weapons, and mailing letters that self destruct in the post office are not good social behavior. Times are hard and situations are bad for an awful lot of people...still there is NEVER an excuse to murder anyone because they disagree with us. I think Bob Shiefer of CBS News said it well this morning, I am paraphrasing, &#39;what happened in Tucson is not only done to all who serve, but to all of us who want to speak freely without fear of violence or death because of what we speak.&#39; This is true, that is why it is so important for all of us to be civil when we have a chance to speak with our representatives, and debate the issues without being offensive or threatening. Congresswoman Gifford said a few months ago, &quot;we all must remember that our words have consequences.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5909428792911785193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-few-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/5909428792911785193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/5909428792911785193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-few-thoughts.html' title='JUST A FEW THOUGHTS'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0_7H0TLPjvrufOz4-mMczUE3sOmW_pLCb9eHKo2B5G1Bj7cfxe86Cq8fCbkjGjQNmKQQp0HjPiFAGrlgslZc_2OTo1gnl8lh4JDyQShVPvfqB4zTYoE91g3oodSnWQWu95GhHmWj1p__E/s72-c/IMGP0886.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-1333898943391560195</id><published>2010-03-13T18:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T18:42:00.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanking our Soldiers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;They put their lives on the line to keep us free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type=&quot;text/javascript&quot; src=&quot;http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/47d6d01110aa5765/4b9c4cf87f39dbf1/47d6d0112dde28cb/4cbce5df/widget.js&quot;&gt;&lt;/script&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1333898943391560195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanking-our-soldiers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/1333898943391560195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/1333898943391560195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanking-our-soldiers.html' title='Thanking our Soldiers'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3945362257674985424.post-5902369810588664250</id><published>2010-01-22T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:24:17.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When it really is our concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq0vZSjhiMAjhyYLXvphULQQUCHNsPBe2StX3-aD3_mNQG34xIHAtTZJgrx_JcbGyqGinTWTEmhvPm3Rq0dtJPlvUdO1xyCCe3fuOE91oGdasZ6tB0SgcS_vm9kkQTBqjmi3r8x18sL56_/s1600-h/blog+pic+1-3-2010.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429698128245746258&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq0vZSjhiMAjhyYLXvphULQQUCHNsPBe2StX3-aD3_mNQG34xIHAtTZJgrx_JcbGyqGinTWTEmhvPm3Rq0dtJPlvUdO1xyCCe3fuOE91oGdasZ6tB0SgcS_vm9kkQTBqjmi3r8x18sL56_/s320/blog+pic+1-3-2010.bmp&quot; style=&quot;cursor: hand; float: left; height: 236px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;In recent days there has been a lot said on the media about John Edwards and his love child. Let me say publicly what I have been saying privately; the affair doesn&#39;t affect me. However the lie that was told to cover it up does. I do not condone infidelity; but as far as I&#39;m concern that is a breech of contract between the politicians (and there have been a few over the years, both Republican ans Democrat) and their wives. When those politicians lie to cover up their scandalous actions, now that it is a breech between them and the voters whom elected them. If an elected official lies to cover up a personal indiscretion, we have to ask ourselves; what else are they lying about. Human being make mistakes, I don&#39;t expect the people I elect to be exempt from their humanity. I do expect that when the aligations are made that they respond truthfully. The truth always comes out, better to be forthright and honest in the first place than to tell the truth when you have no other choice. That&#39;s how I feel and that is what determines my cosideration on a candidates ability to perform their job. That also determines if I vote for them or not.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5902369810588664250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-it-really-is-our-concern.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/5902369810588664250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3945362257674985424/posts/default/5902369810588664250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtmthatslifeblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-it-really-is-our-concern.html' title='When it really is our concern'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12097280390908633689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq0vZSjhiMAjhyYLXvphULQQUCHNsPBe2StX3-aD3_mNQG34xIHAtTZJgrx_JcbGyqGinTWTEmhvPm3Rq0dtJPlvUdO1xyCCe3fuOE91oGdasZ6tB0SgcS_vm9kkQTBqjmi3r8x18sL56_/s72-c/blog+pic+1-3-2010.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>