"Happy Easter to all"

Thought I would share this email I received today....and wishing everyone a very Happy Easter.....

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch,and decided, since I was not busy with another patient,I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman t old me no, that he needed to go to the> >nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him,'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are'? He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't> >know me, but I still know who she is'. I had to hold back tears as he left; I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,'That is the kind of love I want in my life'. True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I should share with you.

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did. Life isn't about how to survive the storm, But how to dance in the rain.

"The Good Old Days"

http://oldfortyfives.com/TakeMeBackToTheFifties.htm

Only a few of us will remember this

but I think everyone will enjoy seeing it....

"Move over Henry Ford - Uncle Marty is here"

Spoke to Cousin Jay yesterday. She is recuperating from knee replacement surgery, followed by an auto accident that required extensive surgery...so lets all leave a comment for her. During our conversation she said she had a story for the BLOG. Jay and her brother Dom were talking about this and Dom told her to tell me about it.

They were reminiscing about the time their father, Uncle Marty, using his creative imagination built his own truck from his circa 1930's car.

It was the very early 1940's, the depression still had its grips on the country. Needing employment, Uncle Marty came up with the idea of selling fruits and vegetable from the back of his car....he knew he actually neede a truck but that was out of the question, so he did the next best thing...he cut the back portion off of his car and built a flatbed type gizmo to fit into the cut away portion...in reality he had created a truck from an old car...each morning he would go to the market and purchase his wares and drive from block to block selling them.....It worked out well for awhile but a family situation forced him to give it up. But his idea, creativity and hard work is something we are all very proud of....