Listers, I received this email amongst others following the religious emails. My answer to the senders of the vaious emails is : NO it is not, but I actually took a few days off, and to be honest I am getting a little fed up with the behaviour of people on the list. I do this list to help people and support rootsweb and I spend more time intervening in squabbles . If it continues I will have no alternative but to make it a closed the list with a the messages being monitored before the go out. Please refrain from religious discussions on the list, there are other lists for this. This List is for genealogy and in particular Johnson related items. Listowner ----- Original Message ----- From: "TLN" <tomnagy@nauticom.net> To: <JOHNSON-admin@rootsweb.com> Cc: <rosamilia@earthlink.net> Sent: Friday, November 24, 2000 7:10 AM Subject: (Fwd) [JOHNSON] To those I love > JOHNSON listowner; > > IS the JOHNSON list to be used as a format to broadcast one's > religious beliefs??? > > Sincerely, > Tom Nagy > > > ------- Forwarded message follows ------- > Date forwarded: Thu, 23 Nov 2000 11:18:14 -0800 > Date sent: Thu, 23 Nov 2000 11:15:06 -0800 > From: rosamilia <rosamilia@earthlink.net> > Subject: [JOHNSON] To those I love > To: JOHNSON-L@rootsweb.com > Forwarded by: JOHNSON-L@rootsweb.com > > WHO WILL TAKE THE SON? > > A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had > everything in their collection, from Picaso to Raphael. They would > often sit together and admire the great works of art. When the Vietnam > conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and > died in battle > while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved > deeply > for his only son. > About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the > door. > A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands. He > said, "Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son > gave > his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to > safety when a > bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked > about > you, and your love for art." > The young man held out his package. "I know this isn't much. I'm not > really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to > have this." > The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted > by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured > the > personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the > eyes > that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and > offered > to pay him for the picture. Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your > son > did for me. It's a gift." The father hung the portrait over his > mantle. > Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of > his > son before he showed them any of the other great works he had > collected. > The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of > his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing > the > great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their > collection. > On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his > gavel. > "We will start the bidding with > this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?" There was > silence. > Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, "We want to see the famous > > paintings. Skip this one." But the auctioneer persisted. "Will someone > bid > for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?" Another > voice > shouted angrily. "We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see > the > Van Goghs, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!" But still the > auctioneer continued. "The son! The son! Who'll take the son?" > Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was > the longtime gardener of the man and his son. "I'll give $10 for the > painting." Being a poor man, it was all he could afford. "We have $10, > who > will bid $20? Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters. $10 is > the > bid, won't someone bid $20?" The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't > want > the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy investments for > their > collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel. "Going once, twice, > SOLD > for $10!" A man sitting on the second row shouted, "Now let's get on > with > the collection!" The auctioneer laid down his gavel. "I'm sorry, the > auction is over." "What about the paintings?", the man shouted. "I am > sorry. > When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret > stipulation in > the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. > > Only the painting of the son would > be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire > estate, > including the paintings. The man who took the son gets every thing!" > God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on a cruel cross. Much like the > auctioneer, His message today is, "The son, the son, who'll take the > son?" > Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything. --author > unknown -- > > Please Visit My Master Genealogical Site > > http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~rosamili > > and follow the link there to GG's Genealogical Graphics > Free Graphic Sets for the Genealogist > > Note > If there is an +AH4- in the url take it out and replace it > with a tilde , the key to the left of the number one > along the top of the keyboard. CAPITALIZE it. :) > > > > ==== JOHNSON Mailing List ==== > Do not forward virus hoaxes or chain letters to mailing lists. > > > > ============================== > Ancestry.com Genealogical Databases > http://www.ancestry.com/rd/rwlist2.asp > Search over 2500 databases with one easy query! > > > ------- End of forwarded message ------- >