A lot of those old superstitions that I grew up with pertained to keeping the Sabbath. We kids were fussed at if we waited until Sunday to do our homework. Sundays were a day for worship and rest. Only work that had to be done was allowed, like tending to the animals and cooking meals. My mother always put her sewing machine away on Saturdays and come Monday it was back out again to stay ready all week until Saturday came again. There were no sewing done on Sundays. If there were no visitors Sunday afternoon or we didn't go visit folks then Mama wrote letters. How it differed from school homework I never knew. I abide by a lot of those "superstitions" to this day. Shirley in TX

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Thanks Shirley. :-) HUGS, kath > > God shrugged and said, "Jesus Saves!". OH! How clever and how so true. Shirley in TX

Hi Shirley, I heard someone say it's because there are so many video cameras nowadays. <LOL> :-) Personally, I think aliens would consider the Earth a toxic planet. Would you stop here, with all the nuclear waste and nerve gas dumps and such? I sure wouldn't... <JMHO> Kath PS I think it's good to wonder about stuff. :-) How come there are no more UFO sightings or alien abductions anymore? Did the aliens find out we were just humans and lost interest, or did they find out what our world was like and became too afraid to return? Did the aliens abducted specimens from other countries and we didn't hear about it or did they just take folks in the United States? Just some of the things I wonder about. Shirley in TX

JESUS VS. SATAN! Jesus and Satan were having an ongoing argument about who was better at using the computer. They had been going at it for days, and God was tired of hearing all the bickering. Finally, God said, "Cool it. I am going to set up a test which will take two hours and it will judge who does the better job." So Satan and Jesus sat down at the keyboards and typed away. They moused. They did spreadsheets. They wrote reports. They sent faxes. They sent e-mail. They sent out e-mail with attachments. They downloaded. They did some genealogy reports. They made cards. They did every known job. But, ten minutes before the time was up, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, thunder rolled, the rain poured, and of course, the electricity went off. Satan stared at his blank screen and screamed every curse word known in the underworld. Jesus just sighed. The electricity finally flickered back on, and each of them restarted their computers. Satan started searching frantically screaming, "It's gone! It's all gone! I lost everything when the power went out!" Meanwhile, Jesus quietly started printing out all his files from the past two hours. Satan observed this and became even more irate. "Wait! He cheated! How did he do it??!!" God shrugged and said, "Jesus Saves!".

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What's the origin of kudos? I sent a congratulatory word to a college of mine and without thinking used this word, as in "kudos to Mike for a job well done". "Gosh, gee," Mike says, "thanks, I didn't think you'd noticed!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kudos is simply Greek for "praise". It is thought to have entered English as university slang. By 1799 we have a back-formed verb kudize "to praise", so kudos itself was probably in use prior to that, though the first known recorded use of kudos comes from 1831. Thereafter we find it used by the likes of Disraeli and Darwin. Darwin wrote, in one of his letters: "Lyell has read about half of the volume in clean sheets, and gives me very great kudos." Pronunciation in Britain is "cue-doss" while in America it is "koo-doze". As with many Greek words, -os indicates a singular noun. Many people assume kudos is the plural form, with the singular being a kudo. They are wrong. Just wrong. There was once a computer operating system called QDOS. Was it named by a Brit, so that it sounded like kudos, or is that simply a coincidence?

In a message dated 5/13/02 4:37:00 PM Pacific Daylight Time, turkm.turkmcgee@verizon.net writes: > > > Richiele, > > Your story brought tears to my eyes. I couldn't imagine what pain your > > father felt. I am sure that your nursing career has blessed many and may > God > > continue to bless you. > > "God Bless You," > > Lisa > > Awww That's just a story she sent in. Our favorite blond isn't a nurse but > she has a real > LOL TURK!!! yup yup I just send in stories. ele .·:*´¨`*:·..·:*´¨`*:·. *: * Richiele * * *·. .·* `*·-:¦:-*´ ³´`*:»§«:*´`³

Remember those old superstitions? Some folks still have them I suppose. Several comes to mind that we were cautioned about as children. It was bad luck to bring any garden tool indoors...to walk with one shoe on, one off. Now that I am grown and think about it, I believe they were made up by busy mothers who didn't have time to explain why something shouldn't be done. By saying it was bad luck kept children from asking why. It also kept the men folks from bring their tools indoors and leaving them by the door. I am not so sure they actually believed them. My mother stop mentioning them in later years, which made me think they were no longer needed. Shirley in TX who still remembers.

> Richiele, > Your story brought tears to my eyes. I couldn't imagine what pain your > father felt. I am sure that your nursing career has blessed many and may God > continue to bless you. > "God Bless You," > Lisa Awww That's just a story she sent in. Our favorite blond isn't a nurse but she has a real sexy daddy, I must say!! Turk

In a message dated 5/13/02 6:52:33 PM Eastern Daylight Time, RICHIELE3@aol.com writes: > Richiele Richiele, Your story brought tears to my eyes. I couldn't imagine what pain your father felt. I am sure that your nursing career has blessed many and may God continue to bless you. "God Bless You," Lisa My Genealogy Family Webpage: <A HREF="http://www.lisabagin.com/index.html">Fetter Genealogy (www.LisaBagin.com)</A>

A Part of the Team By Viola Ruelke Gommer In the summer of 1945, my father directed a camp for inner-city children and teens. He hired two young women to be the nurses for that camping season. They allowed me to be their shadow, and I watched everything they did and listened to everything they said. I sat quietly in a corner of the infirmary each morning as campers came through for treatment of sore throats, cuts and bruises, poison ivy, mosquito bites and homesickness. Some days they even let me help clean up the infirmary after sick call. If I was really good, they took me with them on cabin visits to check on the sick campers. My father was alone one morning when he drove a truckload of garbage to burn at the dump. When the trash was emptied from the truck, he lit a match and threw it onto the pile of rubble. He stepped back, expecting the garbage to slowly burn. He waited. No flame; nothing was burning. Dad bent over and lit another match. An explosion wrapped him in flames. He rolled alone on the ground to put out the flames, got onto the truck and sped back to the campgrounds. He drove up the road toward the dining hall, blasting the horn. People came running from everywhere. Orders were shouted to those around. I watched, frightened and confused, hardly able to believe what was happening around me. Suddenly, a station wagon came to a screeching halt right behind the garbage truck. The doors flew open and out jumped the two camp nurses. They guided my father into the back seat of the station wagon, got in the car and sat on either side of him, and wrapped his arms in wet towels. The car sped off to the nearest hospital emergency room where he was treated for several days. When he returned to the camp, he resembled a mummy. His arms, hands, neck and head were covered with large white bandages, with only his mouth and eyes showing. His bed was moved into the living room of the family cottage where the two nurses and my mother cared for him day and night. Each day they removed the large white bandages from his arms and neck, treated the areas and applied fresh dressings to the wounds. Dad groaned with pain but never complained. When they finished this routine, he was always able to rest. That was the only time he could tolerate anyone touching him. On the day he came home, I stood in the shadows of the room watching as they cared for him. I heard my name. One of the nurses was calling me. She told me they were giving me the responsibility of seeing that he had plenty to drink. I was also to feed him the meals the camp cook sent down to the cottage for him. So each day I sat at his bedside, ready to get whatever he needed. Sometimes he would have me read to him as he rested. Mother and the nurses praised me for being part of the team. Every day they told me my father was getting better because I gave him such "good nursing care." I felt pride and satisfaction in being able to do something for someone hurting. Those feelings stayed with me forever. I wonder if those camp nurses knew how they influenced the life of an eight-year-old child. I wonder if they ever imagined the impact they had in molding my forty-year career in nursing - forty years as a member of healing teams. .·:*´¨`*:·..·:*´¨`*:·. *: * Richiele * * *·. .·* `*·-:¦:-*´ ³´`*:»§«:*´`³

> .·:*´¨`*:·..·:*´¨`*:·. > *: * Richiele * * > *·. .·* > `*·-:¦:-*´ > ³´`*:»§«:*´`³ > > What a beautiful story. Thanks for sharing. Shirley in TX

The moral of the story: If you are hung like a horse, you don't need a Mercedes to pick up a chick. .·:*´¨`*:·..·:*´¨`*:·. *: * Richiele * * *·. .·* `*·-:¦:-*´ ³´`*:»§«:*´`³

not again!! =( umm dont need a chicken?? i duno the punch line > > UUUGGGG....... > > You dont need a what <WEG>..... > > > .·:*´¨`*:·..·:*´¨`*:·. *: * Richiele * * *·. .·* `*·-:¦:-*´ ³´`*:»§«:*´`³

"Shirley A. Garcia" wrote: > Hello list, > > In the olden days when we kids got a bad cough my mother would mix whiskey and honey together and give it to us by teaspoons. Does anyone know what the proportions for the mixture would be? > > Shirley in Texas > Shirley, this Southern variety of this is as follows: 16 ounces of whiskey 32 ounces of honey 08 ounces of lemon juice 16 ounces of hard peppermint candy Now that ain't what we did!! Back then the doctor (you know, the one who made house calls) gave out liquid medicine in a little brown bottle. What mom and later I did was put in whiskey to the first line and then honey to the top line. Period. That translates to one ounce whiskey, 7 ounces honey. Now if the kid was coughing and not sleeping, decrease honey ounce by ounce until the kid falls asleep. I had one that never tasted honey! Janis

Hey Gang: I am going to be unsubscribing for the next five weeks as my hubby and I are leaving tomorrow on a Hawaiian cruise that leaves out of Ensenada, Mexico. We will be on ship for three weeks doing all of the islands ande then we will disembark in Vancouver, B.C., Canada and then we will be picking up a car in Seattle and driving the Pacific Coast back down to San Diego to pick up our van and then we will be going to Salt Lake City to the LDS there. We should be back in Florida about the week of June 20th. Will have lots of pictures and all kinds of research done at LDS. When we get back to San Diego and pick up our van we will be meeting a new cousin in Garden Grove, CA. Hopefully she will have the missing info I ned for one line that I am researching. Her mother was the Genealogist in the family and she died at 98 yrs old two years ago and I just hope that she has the info I need to complete this line and also to locate the maiden names of some of the 4th and 5th great grandmothers. So I will end this here and will be back in a few weeks or so. Keep smiling and I will miss all of you. Jean Payton

Hello list, In the olden days when we kids got a bad cough my mother would mix whiskey and honey together and give it to us by teaspoons. Does anyone know what the proportions for the mixture would be? Shirley in Texas

Wow~! Sounds like a wonderful trip Jean. :-) Angels around you. I'll keep you in my prayers. kath Hey Gang: I am going to be unsubscribing for the next five weeks as my hubby and I are leaving tomorrow on a Hawaiian cruise that leaves out of Ensenada, Mexico. We will be on ship for three weeks doing all of the islands ande then we will disembark in Vancouver, B.C., Canada and then we will be picking up a car in Seattle and driving the Pacific Coast back down to San Diego to pick up our van and then we will be going to Salt Lake City to the LDS there. We should be back in Florida about the week of June 20th. Will have lots of pictures and all kinds of research done at LDS. When we get back to San Diego and pick up our van we will be meeting a new cousin in Garden Grove, CA. Hopefully she will have the missing info I ned for one line that I am researching. Her mother was the Genealogist in the family and she died at 98 yrs old two years ago and I just hope that she has the info I need to complete this line and also to locate the maiden names of some of the 4th and 5th great grandmothers. So I will end this here and will be back in a few weeks or so. Keep smiling and I will miss all of you. Jean Payton ==== FOLKLORE Mailing List ==== "Folklore Family" Listresses Missi Richiele3@aol.com & Kath Mzmouser@attbi.com »§«:*´`³¤³´´`*:»§«:*´`³¤³´`*:»§«:*´`³¤³´´`*:»§«:*´`³¤³´`*:»§«