Now I am resentful that some of my friends, who had this eye surgery earlier, didnt clue me in on how much fun it is to see. Seems to me like you would have been happy to share that info with an ole buddy.???
When pre-registering at hospital this week, young nurse asked me how my first eye surgery was progressing and I told her that it was great. In fact, I said, I was very surprised and elated that apparently the lens that the doctor had inserted had given me x-ray vision. I told her that she had one of the cutest clavicles I had ever seen. She fell face first into her computer keyboard and I thought the interview was over. I told her I had been admiring her bones while we had been walking down the hall and that I hoped the other eye would allow me some depth perception. Currently I could tell there was two of some things but couldnt determine the size. I think the young lady seriously considered changing professions before our interview was over. Medical services are an unusually unexciting profession I would think.
The PHS Class Reunion of 1961 is progressing splendidly. I have a few more confirmed attendees and the count is above 20. We need everyone to contact anyone you know who was in our class and make sure they know about it. It will be next month before I finalize the meals so need to know how many wieners to buy. You know those damned things come 10 to a pack and the buns come 8 to a package? However you can use the extra wieners to make beanie weenies .
There was a discussion on the Pecos People section of facebook where a resident was complaining that the fat cat oilmen, who were making millions from the oil in the Permian basin were not giving anything for the people who inhabited the towns within the oil play. These greedy businessmen were simply not doing anything to revitalize the city. He also advised clearly that he was a veteran and thought he deserved better treatment than he had received. This person is so typical of what I think is wrong with our way of life that he ought to be bronzed and put in the town square of Pecos. First, I would like to thank him for being a veteran. My dad and 10’s of millions of other men were veterans of WW II, I do not remember my father ever mentioning that he thought the government owed him anything for his service other than a ride back home from Burma. I dont remember any of the fathers of any of my friends making such claims. They were thankful to have the opportunity to start a life and family and do it with freedoms that other countries dont enjoy. I dont remember my father ever mentioning that any businessman owed him any help in keeping up our property. When the fence needed painting he bought the paint, gave me a paint brush and that was a summer project. Of course, he did have to listen to me bitch about having to do the actual manual labor.
The “GIVE ME” OR “OWE ME” concept was developed later in my life. I dont remember the exact time when the change came about. People now have been trained thru the use of “the Lone Star Card” and WIC that they are entitled to be taken care of by someone other than themselves. They buy an 18 pack of beer and let the groups of benevolent people in the community have “school supply drives” to get their children supplies for school. My father would not have let me touch a #2 pencil and big Chief tablet that had been purchased for me by someone other than he and my mother. When I am at the grocery store and the cashier asks me if I would like to donate to the school supply fund I politely say no, not until the grocery store stops selling beer.
It is not going to ever change back to the old ways. I know that. There are too many people who are “OWED” and who are training their children to be “OWED” for us to make the change back to a society that is made up of people who take care of themselves. A society that gives a helping hand rather than one who thinks they deserve to get that help. There is a difference in those two types of people.
Gary
Amen, Gary! I had a fourth-grade child tell me in 1974 that his father got a “sheck,” and he would get a “sheck,” so he didn’t need to learn “nutin’.” That same year, a mother asked me why we didn’t feed her child before we sent him home since we fed him breakfast and lunch! Some things haven’t changed! Gr-r-r-r!!!! Keep ranting! Kay