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Sept 20, 2005? 

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Now on to the good stuff..........

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Animal awareness series endorsed by Shiloh and Hank our mascots; all stories must receive their approval.

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? Sharon Bryant

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I know that I brag about my dogs a lot.?  I'll admit that.?  Being the lover of those furry little creatures, I just can't help it.?  Tonight proved to my husband and I just how smart these little critters really are.

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After supper every night, Bob, our Corgi, and Ladybug our Aussie/Border Collie wait patiently for their food.?  They know if they wait, they might get something special on top of their dog food.? 

After they finish eating, they will come to either my husband or I to get their "cookie bone" as we call it.?  It's a big milk bone which both dogs love.

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Tonight after supper, my husband got the two milk bones and he sat down in his recliner.?  Both dogs know when he says "sit" they will sit side by side in front of his chair, waiting for him to hand them their treat.? 

Tonight Ladybug sat when she heard "sit."?  Bob wouldn't.? ?  My husband was waiting for both to sit, so again, he said to Bob, "Bob, sit."?  Bob just gave a little tiny bark and still stood.?  Ladybug looked over at Bob and there's no telling what was going through her mind at that moment.?  My husband said once more, "Bob, sit."?  Bob still stood.

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Suddenly Ladybug jumped up from her sitting position, put both her front paws on Bob's rear end and pushed his back side? down to the floor.?  Instantly, she jumped back into her own position alongside of Bob and sat, waiting for her treat.

My husband just about fell out of the chair laughing.?  But Bob sat and got his treat also.

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Who says dogs aren't smart?

Sharon Bryant

1946 @bellsouth.net

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About Me:

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? I am Sharon Bryant,? 59 years old and reside in Alabama.

I lost my child in 1977 when he was five and I write
articles on bereavement often.

I am a chocolate/candy maker and also a wood crafter and knitter.

I am married to a wonderful man, and have two remaining children, a daughter 25,
Amy, and a second son, Randy, age 22.

My main goal in life is to help those who
have lost a child. My website is: www.angelsremembered.tk

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Today's Queue Stories
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? FATHERS THREE

Gabrielle Nicholls Morgan

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When I think of fathers, I think of my own genealogical father, my Father in heaven, and the priests I have known.?  All, so essential to me.

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There is sadness when I think of my own genealogical father; divorce from my mother separated him from me.?  When I was a young child, he was someone who visited, called me dear, gave me presents, then returned to the sea.? 

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? Through the years of my growing his letters sustained.?  I looked?  in the paper for arrival times to find when his ship was coming to Port, an event in my life which engendered a thrill beyond compare.? ?  I admired my father.?  His absence intensified the excitement I felt on his return.?  But it was not often that he came, as the sea and his livelihood kept him away.? ? 

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My father did not have a long life.?  He died in middle age and I felt denied.?  I had never had the chance to know him well, only formal visits.?  I kept his letters, and I still try to piece together the essential man I didn??™t really know.? 

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But I have hope, because there is my eternal Father.?  I have faith that in His design one day all will be revealed to me.

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Then there have been the Fathers of the Catholic Church, priests I have known who have been like real fathers to me.?  They have given of themselves in a service of love, support and guidance, watched over my spiritual development and led me to a love of my Heavenly Father.?  I was Protestant by birth, and had very little religious instruction during my formative years.?  It was not until I found a strong sense of the spirit in the Catholic Church that I truly acknowledged the love of God.?  It was only due to the selfless dedication of the priests I met, and the faith of the people within the body of Christ, that I truly acknowledged the love of God our Father.? ? ? ? 

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All my Fathers have indeed been a blessing to me

Gabrielle Nicholls Morgan
Gabrielle_Nicholls @hotmail.com

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About Me:
I LIVE IN A RURAL AREA IN EAST VICTORIA, AUSTRALIA. I AM

MARRIED TO? ? ? FELLOW WRITER AND ARTIST, MICHAEL MORGAN. I

BELIEVE IN PEOPLE, IN LOVE, AND IN WRITING I FIND THIS THE

DEEPEST WAY OF MAGNIFYING IT. I LIKE THE GENTLE. I HONOUR

WHAT HAS BEEN PROVEN TO BE OF GOODNESS, QUALITY AND

BEAUTY. THE ANGELS AND SAINTS INSPIRE ME.

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CONTENT

By,

Carol Brosowske

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A funny thing happened in Sunday school a few weeks ago. The teacher asked, ???How many of you are content in your lives???? In a class of about 40 middle-aged people, I was the only one who raised my hand.

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I wondered, ???Did I misunderstand the question???? Everyone was looking at me and I found myself on the defensive. How silly that I should need to defend my feelings and myself. They should be defending why they are not.

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Content, according to the dictionary means: satisfied

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Content does not mean I have no problems, or I am rich and live in the lap of luxury. No, no, no! I do have problems; many of them just like everyone else. Some are small; some are large and burdening. I am by no means wealthy, and I work very hard. My life is far from perfect, however, I feel content.

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I am content with who I am and what I have. I have a wonderful husband, three great kids, three delightful dogs, and a terrific group of good friends. I love my home; it is not a mansion, just a simple comfortable home. My husband has a good job and I work part time at an alternative high school. I stay busy with many hobbies such as quilting, cross-stitch, decorating, and embroidery. It may sound dull to you, but it is shear heaven for me.

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Life is what you make of it. If one is constantly looking for something bigger and better to come along, they will never be content. It is all how you look at things. Maybe you should look at things through my eyes. Content, and yes, satisfied. That is not to be confused with settling. I am not settling! I am very happy, extremely content, and yes, I am satisfied.

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Carol Brosowske

cab2821@comcast.net

Biography

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I live? in Plano, Texas with? my husband, Jim.?  ? I'm a mother to three children,? two giant schnauzers and one miniature schnauzer.?  Hobbies include quilting, cross-stitching, decorating, collecting antiques, gardening,? and bowling.?  I've? dreamed of writing for years and finally decided to give it a try.? ? 

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Wanna Borrow A Jack? _ Like this and want to keep it.

One day I went to a lawyer friend for advice. "I'm in real trouble" I said. "My neighbors across the road are going on vacation for a month; and instead of boarding their dogs, they are going to keep them locked up, and a woman is coming to feed them, if she doesn't forget. Meanwhile they'll be
lonely and bark all day and howl all night, and I won't be able to sleep. I'll either have to call the SPCA to haul them away or I'll go berserk and go over there and shoot them. Then, when my neighbors return, they'll go berserk and come over and shoot me!"

My lawyer patted back a delicate yawn. "Let me tell you a story," he said. "And don't stop me if you've heard it, because it will do you good to hear it again."

"A fellow was speeding down a country road late at night, and BANG! went a tire. He got out and looked, but he had no jack. Then he said to himself. 'Well, I'll just walk to the nearest farmhouse and borrow a jack.' He saw a light in the distance and said, 'Well, I'm in luck; the farmer's up. I'll just knock on the door and say I'm in trouble, would you please lend me a jack? And he'll say, 'Why sure, neighbor, help yourself, but bring it back.'"

"He walked on a little farther, and the light went out, so he said to himself, 'Now he's gone to bed, and he'll be annoyed because I'm bothering him, so he'll probably want some money for his jack. And I'll say, all right, it isn't very neighborly, but I'll give you a quarter.' And he'll say, 'Do you think you can get me out of bed in the middle of the night and then offer me a quarter? Give me a dollar
or get yourself a jack somewhere else.'"

"By the time he got to the farmhouse the fellow had worked himself into a lather. He turned into the gate and muttered. 'A dollar! All right, I'll give you a dollar. But not a cent more! A poor devil has an accident and all he needs is a jack. You probably won't let me have one no matter what I
give you. That's the kind of guy you are.'"

"Which brought him to the door, and he knocked angrily, loudly. The farmer stuck his head out the window above the door and hollered down, 'Who's there? What do you want?' The fellow stopped pounding on the door and yelled up, 'You and your stupid jack! You know what you can do
with it!'"

When I stopped laughing, I started thinking, and I said, "Is that what I've been doing?"

"Right," he said, "and you'd be surprised how many people come to a lawyer for advice, and instead of calmly stating the facts, start building up a big imaginary fight; what he'll say to his partner, what she'll say to her husband, or how they'll tell the Old Man off about his will. So I tell them the story about the jack, and they cool off.

"The next time I hear from them, one tells me that the partner was glad to meet him halfway; the gal says she can't understand it, her husband was so reasonable she thought she must have gotten somebody else on the phone; the relatives found out the Old Man had already been asking a lawyer how he could give everything to them before he died, to save them inheritance tax."

I thought, "How true! Most of us go through life bumping into obstacles we could easily bypass; spoiling for a fight and lashing out in blind rages at fancied wrongs and imaginary foes.

"And we don't even realize what we are doing until someone startles us one day with a vivid word like a lightning flash on a dark night."

Well, the other night I was driving home from the city. I was late for dinner, and I hadn't phoned my wife. As I crawled along in a line of cars, I became more and more frustrated and angry. I'll tell her I was caught in the heavy weekend traffic and she'll say, "Why didn't you phone me before you left town?"

Then I'll say, "What difference does it make anyway, I'm here!" And she'll say, "Yes, and I'm here, too, and I've been here all day waiting to hear from you!" And I'll say, "I suppose I haven't anything else to do but call you up every hour on the hour and make like a lovebird!" And she'll say, "You mean like a wolf, but you wouldn't be calling me!"

By this time I am turning into the drive and I am plenty steamed up. As I jumped out and slammed the car door, my wife flung open the window upstairs.

"All right!" I shouted up to her, "Say it!"

"I will," she cooed softly. "Wanna borrow a jack?"

--J.P. McEvoy
As seen in MountainWings.

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Writers Feedback

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Wonderful, funny story by Gwen!?  Absolutely wonderful.?  I had a smile on my face the whole time I was reading it!?  Cheers to her!? ? 

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Also to Susan Roberts ---- I'm getting there so I must applaud her for this wonderful, delightful story!?  Thank you Susan!?  Karin Janin

karin@karinjanin.com ??? www.karinjanin.com

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Prayer Requests and Updates

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? I would like to thank everyone and anyone who prayed for my entire family. Those prayers are still needed, and appreciated, and God Bless you all.

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Dina Damato (and family)

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? SENIOR WRITERS

Chief Writer: Sharon Bryant

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? Agee, Vance;? Apted, Violet;? Baker, Kathy; Batt, Al;?  Berry, Nell;

Boda, Ginger;? ? Buhagiar, Victor; Cassady, B.J.;?  Cavalera, Robyn; Crider, Mark;? 

Deming, Barb; Doherty, Maria; Goodier, Steve; Halley, Ellie Braun;

Harris, Kathy Anne;? Hunt, Sharlette;? 

Jacobson, Gary;? Kiser, Roger Dean; Kerens, Claudia; Jenkins, Pamela;

Liles, Norma; Lock, Joyce; Mazzella, Joe;? Ojeigbe, Georgewaters;

?  Petry, Dianna Doles; Roberts, Susan;?  Shiveley, Debra; Shaw, Bob; Sims, Richard; Swarner, Ken; Vaknin, Sam; Verhoeff, Jan

Walker, Bill; Walker, Joe;? Warner, Gorden K;

Whirity, Kathy;? White, Robert;

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