Dear dharmagrl, Please accept my humble apologies for comments that may have seemed insensitive towards your husband or the community of pilots in which you reside. I feel neither of us understood the other; "personal" communication is terribly difficult in a venue such as this where all manner of sensitive issues are discussed, but without the benefit of voice, inflection, gesture (save for smilies, which aren't entirely up to
Rod Brock
Target is not the only organization to impose such a ban. The U.S. Posmaster General has also forbidden bell-ringers at U.S. Post Offices. I guess the official proclamation came down last year, but most postmasters at the local level chose to ignore the word from the top last season. Not so, this year -- at least not this area (Seattle - NW Washington area).
I saw the news today , oh, boy Four-thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire And though the holes were rather small They had to count them all Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall I’d love to turn you on... - "A Day in The Life" (Lennon) The Beatles
Dearest Texas Wahine, Please don't pull your hair out. It's painful. My most recent article referred you to my public FURL archive (http://www.furl.net/members/praesepe2002), consisting of articles from various sources which I have archived, and where you may directly e-mail me with any comments on such articles. It was that specific forum that I urged reply to at this particular time (and in the future, for that matter).
I was in a dark mood today, as well, and I don't know why, either. Right now, the evening drags along, but the moment when I can hit the hay draws near. Bedtime for me, sometimes, is a moment of promise - a promise that tomorrow will be a better day. It is to your good credit that you can look at your life from the perspective of "what if this were my last day...? The greatest value in a self-examination of this sort is in the apprecia