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Should be read and taught to all who it concerns.


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#1 Jaycan

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Posted 03 January 2018 - 05:15 AM

With thanks to Virgil ....

 

A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small town.
From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family.
The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on.

As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind, he had a special niche.

My parents were now complementary instructors: Mom taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey.

But the stranger... was our storyteller.

He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies
If I wanted to know anything about politics, history, science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future!

He took my family to the first major league ball game. He made me laugh, and (at times) he even made me cry.

The stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.

Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet.

(I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)

Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them.
Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home not from us, our friends or any visitors.
Our long time visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush.

My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol but the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly, and pipes distinguished.

He talked freely (much too freely at times!) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing..

I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked... And NEVER was he asked to leave.

More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family.

He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first.

Still, if you could walk into my parents' den today, you would find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures.

His name?....

We just call him 'TV.'

(Note: This should be required reading for every household!)

He has a wife now....we call her 'Computer.' I have also fallen for her, but he seems to not complain...

Their first child was "Cell Phone".
Second child "I Pod "

And JUST BORN A FEW YEARS AGO WAS a Grandchild: IPAD

OH MY----HOW TRUE THIS IS !!! :(



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Posted 03 January 2018 - 05:24 AM

Good one.



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Posted 03 January 2018 - 06:13 AM

Thanks Nick, but it is not mine.
A Mate named Virgil is the one I "pinched" it from (with permission)..

Yes, penguins do have knees! A penguins leg is composed of a short femur, knee, tibia and fibula.
Now you can sleep in peace.

Edited by Jaycan, 03 January 2018 - 06:19 AM.





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