Posted on 12/13/2010 12:06:08 PM PST by jazusamo
If it was "morning in America" for President Ronald Reagan, a new commemorative postage stamp due in February to mark "the Gipper's" birth centennial will forever view the sunrise.
The new commemorative stamp, whose design was unveiled Monday at the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library in Simi Valley, Calif., always will be valid for a 1-ounce first-class letter, the U.S. Postal Service confirmed. It officially will be released at the library on Feb. 10, 2011, four days after the 100th anniversary of Reagan's birth.
Texas artist Bart Forbes did the portrait, based on a 1985 photograph of Reagan taken at Rancho del Cielo, near Santa Barbara, Calif.
The design was published first in Linn's Stamp News, a hobbyist publication. Earlier this year, Linn's broke the news that a Reagan Centennial postage stamp would be released.
Although the preliminary design shows a 44-cent value, the postal agency recently announced that all commemorative, or special, issues will be inscribed with "Forever," instead of a face value, meaning they would sell for the then-current first-class rate but would remain valid for first-class mail even when rates increase.
A USPS spokesman who asked not to be identified by name said a revised version showing the "Forever" inscription will be released Dec. 28.
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Accidentally posted a private message publicly. I wish there were more distance between the public and private reply buttons.
James will do it!
Or James, maybe.
Wise, you are!
The James wandered off in the neighborhood and someone turned up at the door saying she’d found him. Of course, he wasn’t lost, just walking around the block talking to themselves.
Patrick McGuinness says hey. He’s turned out quite cute; his face has cleared up and he has very stylish hair.
James is the epitome of a Lost Art named “James.” He is to be handled with care.
James and James are quite the pair. I love them both!
It's philosophically involved. When I'm composing a page of dialog, am I talking to myself?
(By the way, by my definitions, no. What I'm doing is listening to two other parts of myself have a conversation. -- Simple, really.)
I talk to myself all the time. Also walls, furniture, etc. There’s nobody much to have conversations with at two in the morning, even on the cutter that never sleeps.
See? Isn't that what I said? Or close???
You only talk to yourself because you’re the wisest person present. Oddly enough, you can do it when there are others in the room. Just because they are there does not detract from the wisdom you dispense.
Seriesly.
I'm sure it must be. Sometimes you can be nearly as inscrutable as ThomasThomas.
ThomasX2 and I are kindred spirits, though he may not realize it.
Someone (I think it was a therapist!) told me once, many years ago, that I was “too intellectual.” Whatever that meant.
Today, I think he would have been fishing.
I think he was reaching for "intelligent." From our face-to-face meetings I know you are highly intelligent. And educated, however you came by it. (School is not always the best way.)
Even if sometimes, like when revising our arrangements to meet up Sunday a week ago, you think like an engineer. *\;^)
Well. Shuckydarn,
At 14, my IQ was 147 (whatever THAT meant!) and I’m sure it’s much higher now. Still, I’m not an engineer, I haven’t been able to explain a daggone thing to anyone, and I most likely can’t ‘splain anything more complicated than a GI can opener to anyone. It’s for sure the zipper is beyond me...
And my personal life is not even worth discussing.
Being an engineer has little to do with 'splainin' things -- it's sometimes much work for engineers to explain things to other engineers (we're engineers, not teachers). Being an engineer comprises three things: knowledge of How Things Work, education in Applying Same, and (sometimes) vision of Application Where It's Not Yet Been Tried. You clearly have the first in spades and at the very least a very good handle on the second.
I know little about CFIDS, but without it I bet you could still become an engineer. You just have to dumb down to our level. *\;^)
Golly, sion. I don't know what to say.
Had I not been sidelined by CFIDS, I would have learned something productive, like psychology or anthropology or something specific in either field.
I coulda been a CONTENDAH!
I would love to have been an anthropological psychologist, or better yet, one who specializes in fabrics...now THAT could have taken me beyond the horizon!!
Oh, no. That is not what it is. Nor is it the supposed "too intellectual".
Neither of those things applies.
What does apply, is finding out the rules of situations. Therapists are modern-day alchemists, still fumbling to discover those rules. I sympathize with them, but part of what drives them is trying to figure themselves out.
We all face that. Just as accepting what you have is the beginning of being content, accepting what you are is the beginning of realizing what you need to do to grow.
Engineering is much simpler. But you don't need to dumb anything down. It takes all the intellectual fire-power anyone can summon to do that job properly, because it involves every talent humanity has struggled with for all the ages; observation, experiment, practice, and flawless execution.
And then on the next assignment, you have to do it all over again.
We are all mere seedlings, with our feet planted in the dirt, and the blessings raining down on us, and the glory bedazzling us every day.
And with a spirit that tells us to accept it, to take it in, to make it all a part of us, and to find a way to make all of this into something more.
I must’a had a leftover sermon in me from Sunday.
Have no fear!!
Life is never fair, though she is very generous with those things she thinks we need to learn from.
As for me, I’m often questioning the mundane. I mean, how does someone take advantage of the absolute comfort of a heated mattress pad? Or the insanely senuous joy of deeply chocolate ice cream? Or how about the intense warmth of hot oatmeal in your mouth when it has been smothered with milk and brown sugar?
Of course, I could be totally out in Left Field with this...but life seems to deal us more of one thing and less than another. We need to learn where the balance is.
Every day, I am led to the inexorable conclusion that what I am supposed to learn, in this life, is patience.
.
*Sigh*
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