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It Was Twenty Years Ago Today…
I’ll never, ever forget standing at the front of the church, waiting as those doors opened, and seeing the most beautiful sight ever! She is as gorgeous today after twenty years as she ever was!

The road has been winding, rough at times, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world! Thanks, Buddy, for twenty wonderful years! Eye Heart U!

From Ol’ Blue Eyes…
Someday
When I’m awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight

Yes, you’re lovely
With your smile so warm
And your cheek so soft
There is nothing for me but to love you
And the way you look tonight

With each word your tenderness grows
Tearing my fear apart
And that laugh
That wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart

Lovely
Never ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won’t you please arrange it
‘Cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight

And that laugh
That wrinkles your nose
It touches my foolish heart

Lovely
Don’t you ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won’t you please arrange it
‘Cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight

It Was Twenty Years Ago Today… I’ll never, ever…

It Was Twenty Years Ago Today…

I’ll never, ever forget standing at the front of the church, waiting as those doors opened, and seeing the most beautiful sight ever! She is as gorgeous today after twenty years as she ever was!

The road has been winding, rough at times, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world! Thanks, Buddy, for twenty wonderful years! Eye Heart U!

From Ol’ Blue Eyes…

Someday

When I’m awfully low

When the world is cold

I will feel a glow just thinking of you

And the way you look tonight

Yes, you’re lovely

With your smile so warm

And your cheek so soft

There is nothing for me but to love you

And the way you look tonight

With each word your tenderness grows

Tearing my fear apart

And that laugh

That wrinkles your nose

Touches my foolish heart

Lovely

Never ever change

Keep that breathless charm

Won’t you please arrange it

‘Cause I love you

Just the way you look tonight

And that laugh

That wrinkles your nose

It touches my foolish heart

Lovely

Don’t you ever change

Keep that breathless charm

Won’t you please arrange it

‘Cause I love you

Just the way you look tonight

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Ch-ch-changes…


OK, so it’s not really all that big of a change, but I’m trying out Firefox for browsing. I’m also giving Thunderbird a test drive for e-mail.

I’ve been an exclusive Internet Explorer/Outlook user ever since I got one of these crazy things, and I’ve had no real problems that I know of. But for some reason, I got a little paranoid yesterday while reading about the Scob thing and other little nasties out there.

So far, I haven’t noticed a whole lot that’s different, except for a couple of little things that I was accustomed to in IE. The only real issue is that – right now, at least – graphics seem to load pretty slowly in Firefox, as compared to Internet Explorer. Maybe some of you “tech geeks” can tell me if I’m missing something somewhere.

Ch-ch-changes… OK, so it’s not really all …

Ch-ch-changes…





OK, so it’s not really all that big of a change, but I’m trying out Firefox for browsing. I’m also giving Thunderbird a test drive for e-mail.

I’ve been an exclusive Internet Explorer/Outlook user ever since I got one of these crazy things, and I’ve had no real problems that I know of. But for some reason, I got a little paranoid yesterday while reading about the Scob thing and other little nasties out there.

So far, I haven’t noticed a whole lot that’s different, except for a couple of little things that I was accustomed to in IE. The only real issue is that – right now, at least – graphics seem to load pretty slowly in Firefox, as compared to Internet Explorer. Maybe some of you “tech geeks” can tell me if I’m missing something somewhere.

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“From Worthless to Priceless”
(OK, even if you weren’t/aren’t a fan of President Reagan or horses, this one is still a great story!)

One of the coolest parts of President Reagan’s – and other state funerals – was the riderless horse. I’ve kind of gotten a charge out of that ever since I saw the pictures of JFK’s funeral procession. The horse, Sergeant York that did the honors for President Reagan’s procession, has a great story. You can check out Dave Kindred’s column about him here.

“That day the pacer Allaboard Jules ran third in yet another cheap race at New Jersey’s Freehold Raceway, maybe earning $300, not enough to meet the blacksmith’s bills. Brandwine, the trainer and owner, had put Jules in the race hoping another owner would take him for the $4,000 claiming fee.

That’s about what the horse cost Brandwine two years earlier, and his fondest wish was to get out even.

But no bites.

There never were any.

‘Nobody wanted him,’ the trainer said. Everyone knew Allaboard Jules’ problems. He was small, no more than 15 hands high, and any horseman looking at him would agree with Brandwine’s race-tracker summary of the horse’s conformation: ‘He was bowlegged and cross-eyed.’

Meaning, he can’t run, and he’s ugly, too.

Cold.

Of course, he could run, just not quickly. And even the man whose livelihood depended on the horse’s quickness knew that Allaboard Jules was a beautiful horse – alert, black, shining.”

How many times do we give up on someone before it’s time? How many times do we fail to see the “priceless” and only see the “worthless”?

WOW!

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It’s the Passion, Stupid!
I know a lot of talented people. Talented in a lot of different areas. Some of them are recognized as high achievers in their chosen endeavors. Some of them – some of us? – seem to be always waiting for the potential to be fulfilled. I’ve often wondered what the difference is.

Anita Sharpe gives some great insight in this piece over at Worthwhile.

Check this quote…

“And it hit me: while there is certainly no excellence without talent, it’s over-the-top enthusiasm that makes the real difference. True excellence fueled by passion doesn’t have to be outwardly encouraged, even in children. It doesn’t require ‘motivation’ – at least as we commonly practice it.

True excellence is about finding that one thing that you do well and want to do many hours a day, even when the field is muddy or your fingers bleed.”

"From Worthless to Priceless" (OK, even if you we…

“From Worthless to Priceless”

(OK, even if you weren’t/aren’t a fan of President Reagan or horses, this one is still a great story!)

One of the coolest parts of President Reagan’s – and other state funerals – was the riderless horse. I’ve kind of gotten a charge out of that ever since I saw the pictures of JFK’s funeral procession. The horse, Sergeant York that did the honors for President Reagan’s procession, has a great story. You can check out Dave Kindred’s column about him here.

“That day the pacer Allaboard Jules ran third in yet another cheap race at New Jersey’s Freehold Raceway, maybe earning $300, not enough to meet the blacksmith’s bills. Brandwine, the trainer and owner, had put Jules in the race hoping another owner would take him for the $4,000 claiming fee.

That’s about what the horse cost Brandwine two years earlier, and his fondest wish was to get out even.

But no bites.

There never were any.

‘Nobody wanted him,’ the trainer said. Everyone knew Allaboard Jules’ problems. He was small, no more than 15 hands high, and any horseman looking at him would agree with Brandwine’s race-tracker summary of the horse’s conformation: ‘He was bowlegged and cross-eyed.’

Meaning, he can’t run, and he’s ugly, too.

Cold.

Of course, he could run, just not quickly. And even the man whose livelihood depended on the horse’s quickness knew that Allaboard Jules was a beautiful horse – alert, black, shining.”

How many times do we give up on someone before it’s time? How many times do we fail to see the “priceless” and only see the “worthless”?

WOW!

It’s the Passion, Stupid! I know a lot of talente…

It’s the Passion, Stupid!

I know a lot of talented people. Talented in a lot of different areas. Some of them are recognized as high achievers in their chosen endeavors. Some of them – some of us? – seem to be always waiting for the potential to be fulfilled. I’ve often wondered what the difference is.

Anita Sharpe gives some great insight in this piece over at Worthwhile.

Check this quote…

“And it hit me: while there is certainly no excellence without talent, it’s over-the-top enthusiasm that makes the real difference. True excellence fueled by passion doesn’t have to be outwardly encouraged, even in children. It doesn’t require ‘motivation’ – at least as we commonly practice it.

True excellence is about finding that one thing that you do well and want to do many hours a day, even when the field is muddy or your fingers bleed.”

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“Somewhere Over the Rainbow” The Greatest Movie Song of All!
Well, at least according to the American Film Institute’s 100 Years…100 Songs special on CBS tonight.

I had predicted to my wife that “My Heart Will Go On” from Titanic would be the top pick (It came in at #14).

Most of the ones I saw were pretty good. I think it just shows the power that music has in our lives. Some of those movie scenes are really pretty bland without the music.

"Somewhere Over the Rainbow" The Greatest Movie So…

“Somewhere Over the Rainbow” The Greatest Movie Song of All!

Well, at least according to the American Film Institute’s 100 Years…100 Songs special on CBS tonight.

I had predicted to my wife that “My Heart Will Go On” from Titanic would be the top pick (It came in at #14).

Most of the ones I saw were pretty good. I think it just shows the power that music has in our lives. Some of those movie scenes are really pretty bland without the music.