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Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be

it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by

scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable

than my own meandering

experience…I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not

understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.

But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and

recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before

you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you

imagine. Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as

effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing

bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that

never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm

on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with

people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes

you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with

yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you

succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your

life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they

wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year

olds I know still don’t. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe

you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky

chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t

congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your

choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,

use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people

think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever

own.. Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for

good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the

people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you

should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and

lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you

knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live

in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will

philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize

that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were

noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,

maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one

might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will

look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who

supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of

fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the

ugly parts and recycling it for more than

it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…

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So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn

There's vultures and thieves at your back

The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies

That you make up for all that you lack

It don't make no difference, escaping one last time

It's easier to believe

In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness

That brings me to my knees

 

In the arms of the Angel far away from here

From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie

In the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here

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for our fallen heros

 

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow

 

Between the crosses, row on row

 

That mark our place; and in the sky

 

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

 

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

 

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.”

John McCrae (1872 - 1918)

 

This poem also inspired the British Legion to adopt the poppy as its emblem.

 

 

 

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I like that Kim. I've never read that before.

 

For veterans day, I have a poster I framed and I hang it ever year in my office window. It has the American flag and a picture of a pair of boots, a rifle in the ground on it's bayonet and a helment hanging on the butt of the gun. The saying is:

 

"All gave some. Some gave all."

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Cat Heaven

 

Prayer For Mittins

 

Treat me kindly, dear master. Accord me the courtesy due to a cat — and I for my part will love you, amuse you and cheer your heart as only a cat can do.

 

Give me a sunny spot to sleep in when morning dawns and I will warm your lap on cold evenings.

 

Respect my independence and my need to walk alone at times and I will look after myself, so that you may come and go as you please.

 

Speak to me in our secret kitty language, let me hear my name sung in the music of your voice, and I will meow happily in sweet harmony with you.

 

Stroke my fur gently and lovingly and I will soothe you with the soft purrs that can only come from a happy cat.

 

Indulge my curiosity and I will show you the joys of bird watching, star gazing and other kitty pleasures.

 

Play with me and see me rejoice! Toss a humble ball of yarn and I will delight you with my cleverness and acrobatic leaps.

 

But do not laugh at me or allow me to be teased for there is nothing I prize more than my dignity.

 

Keep my surroundings neat and clean and I will be fastidious in my habits.

 

Feed me and be fair and I will teach you how to tell “kitty time” by instinct and tummy tunes.

 

And when I am gone and the time comes to say farewell, hold me gently in your arms and I will go without a whimper.

 

For with you I am trusting, safe and secure. A cat who walked alone but loved you with a full and happy heart.

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~ "Would you like for Windows to remember this password for you?"

 

                                        NO!

 

 

                                                :nop:

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I got this one off tom brown tracking web sight and I can't put it in better words Grandfather spoke again, saying, "Trying to live a spiritual life in modern society is the most difficult path one can walk. It is a path of pain, of isolation, and of shaken faith, but that is the only way that our Vision can become reality. Thus the true Quest in life is to live the philosophy of the Earth within the confines of man. There is no church or temple we need to seek peace, for ours are the temples of the wilderness. There are no spiritual leaders, for our hearts and the Creator are our only leaders. Our numbers are scattered; few speak our language or understand the things that we live. Thus we walk this path alone, for each Vision, each Quest, is unique unto the individual. But we must walk within society or our Vision dies, for a man not living his Vision is living death."

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Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

 

robert frost

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"I've heard people say that the trouble with the world is that we haven't enough great leaders.  I think we haven't enough great followers.  I have stood side by side with great thinkers--surgeons, engineers, economists; men who deserve a great following--and have heard the crowd cheer me instead...I'm proud of my profession.  I like to play baseball.  I like fans, too...But I think they yelled too loudly and yelled for the wrong man.

 

Babe Ruth

 

From the article "Fame--What I Think Of It" in the August 1933 American magazine.

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Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

 

robert frost

 

Beautiful, survivorgirl! 

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John Swinton (December 12, 1830- December 15, 1901)  Chief editorial writer at The New York Times from 1860 to 1870 and an Editorial writer for The New York Sun from 1875 to 1897

 

When asked to give a toast to American Independent Press by one of his peers at a banquet, Swinton made one of the most famous toasts ever...

 

"There is no such thing, at this stage of the worlds history in America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes."

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John Swinton (December 12, 1830- December 15, 1901)  Chief editorial writer at The New York Times from 1860 to 1870 and an Editorial writer for The New York Sun from 1875 to 1897

 

When asked to give a toast to American Independent Press by one of his peers at a banquet, Swinton made one of the most famous toasts ever...

 

"There is no such thing, at this stage of the worlds history in America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes."

 

And it's still true to this day...

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The Eagle wasn't always the Eagle. The Eagle, before he became the Eagle, was Yucatangee, the Talker. Yucatangee talked and talked. It talked so much it heard only itself. Not the river, not the wind, not even the Wolf. The Raven came and said "The Wolf is hungry. If you stop talking, you'll hear him. The wind too. And when you hear the wind, you'll fly." So he stopped talking. And became its nature, the Eagle. The Eagle soared, and its flight said all it needed to say.

 

Northern Exposure (TV Series)

 

Nurk:  I don't think of this so much as talking as thinking.  Too often when I am in the woods I will be thinking of other matters than just experiencing the natural world.  Instead of living in your thoughts; looking, listening, using all of the senses.

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~ this quote is something I recite daily to myself here lately...  it is part of my morning anthem:

 

"Pain is an unusual thing, you just have to realize its gonna be there a lot. It's gonna be there nearly all the time.

 

If it's not physical, it's emotional, it can be spiritual.

 

You're always gonna have to deal with it, and it might sound crazy, but you almost have to make it your friend.

 

And you have to realize that you can't ignore it.

 

You have to work through it all the time, but you can never afford to let it get the better of you because it's ALWAYS gonna be there...

 

If you start making excuses because there's pain...

 

you'll never get anywhere."

 

Michael Flatley

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