Doing some housecleaning, I found this..sent by a friend in 2004...
it serves as a reminder that without action, we will sacrifice our
DEMOCRACY to TRUMP'S PROJECT 2025 FASCISM....
are we willing to ignore the THREATS?
I grew up in the fifties with practical parents -- a
Mother, God love her, who washed aluminum foil after
she cooked in it, then reused it. ( She was the
original recycle queen, before they had a name for it...)
A Father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than
buying new ones.......Their marriage was good, their
dreams focused.
Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see
them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom
in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, dishtowel in
the other.
It was the time for fixing things -- a curtain rod,
the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem
in a dress. Things we keep. It was a way of life, and
sometimes it made me crazy.
All that re-fixing, reheating, renewing, I wanted just
once to be wasteful!.....Waste meant affluence.
Throwing things away meant there'd always be more.
But then my Mother died, and on that clear summer's
night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was
struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there
isn't any 'more.'
Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up
and goes away...never to return.
So...while we have it...it's best we love it.....and
care for it.....and fix it when it's broken.....and
heal it when it's sick
This is true.....for marriage.....and old cars.....and
children with bad report cards.....and dogs with bad
hips.....and aging parents.....and grandparents. We
keep them because they are worth it, because we are
worth it.
Some things we keep.......Like a best friend that
moved away -- or -- a classmate we grew up with. There
are just some things that make life important, like
people we know who are special.....and so, we keep
them close!
Now send this to all those people that are "keepers"
in your life.
I Just Did
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