I know I have posted this picture before but with spring cleaning coming and the many yard sales that come with it I just had to post it one more time.

Hope everyone is feeling well this fine day. I got home about 10:30 pm from my run with the softball team. By the time the second game was over the girls just wanted it to end so they could get warm. I had the best seat in the house 'cause I parked the bus where I could sit in my seat and watch in relative comfort. Heh, heh, heh.

Foam how are you doing? When I read your blog it seems like you were not doing too well physically... we already know the mental part left a long time ago.

Pam I enjoy your comments as well. You strike me as a very interesting person and one that would be fun to know.

Where are the Australian ladies? Where is Alice? Where is Tigersue? Where is Luce? Where is UKBob? Where is is Dana? (Working probably) Gosh I miss all you guys. Have my blogs became that boring? Where is LOWA? Where is The Insane Mind? Better yet where is the Ramblin Irishman? He went out to lunch and forgot to come back. I probably have left someone out and I apologize but I miss hearing from all your good people.

Got to take the track team to a meet today unless they cancel. This week has been full of cancelations due to the weather.

Did I mention that my boss is a Ham Radio operator and wants me to get my license back? Yep, I am working on it although the old mind gets fatigued quite easily. Cheryl and I used to teach individuals how to market themselves in today's work market and one thing we always stressed was to never stop learning. It didn't matter whether it was formal education or just learning for the fun of it... never stop. So I guess that is why I do some of the things I do.

Got to close and get going so will close with this bit of wisdom....

Who Packs Your Parachute?

Charles Plumb was a US Navy jet pilot in Vietnam. After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience!

One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up and said, "You're Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!"

"How in the world did you know that?" asked Plumb..

"I packed your parachute," the man replied. Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude. The man pumped his hand and said, " I guess it worked!" Plumb assured him, "It sure did. If your chute hadn't worked, I wouldn't be here today."

Plumb couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says, "I kept wondering what he had looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat; a bib in the back; and bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and not even said 'Good morning, how are you?' or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot and he was just a sailor." Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent at a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn't know.

Now, Plumb asks his audience, "Who's packing your parachute?" Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. He also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory -- he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute, and his spiritual parachute. He called on all these! supports before reaching safety.

Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason. As you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize people who pack your parachutes.

Have a nice day everyone.