Posted on 05/19/2024 6:02:52 PM PDT by SeekAndFind
seems odd only one wears glasses
Out of a poll of people 50-80, a large majority of respondents (86%) reported wearing glasses and/or contact lenses.
https://www.healthyagingpoll.org/reports-more/report/vision-and-eye-care-older-adults
LASIK?
ARRRRRGHHHH!!! Back row center. Helen Thomas LIVES!
Lol!
I’ve been wearing glasses since the 4th grade.
Plenty live on the island of Lesbos too.
Probably most only need reading glasses .
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The one on the far right looks like she just got done fisting someone. BTW, every time I see a nun in the movies they’re wearing some kind of black and white uniform. Is that a thing of the past?
It seems that most of the people opining on his comments didn’t listen at all to what he said.
I actually know the gal, second from the left. She ain’t a nun.
They're all the same. Only the Mormons and the Amish will make it.
You have good eyes...well had now.
“It seems that most of the people opining on his comments didn’t listen at all to what he said.”
Sounds like they’d fit right in on FR! Why bother to read the excerpt, much less the original article? The headline is sufficient!
12 out of 13 in that photograph ?
Some nun/priest stories:
1) I was in grade school. We had a thing called “going on patrol” where we would take a cane pole with a flag on the end and use it when kids needed to cross the street. One of the older boys taught me a new word that started with “F”. The poles were kept in a machinery room. One nun, Sister Ellen, asked me to take one outside to which I replied “I don’t f’ing want to”. I had no idea what the “F” word meant but the 6 ft 2 nun did. This was an old school face only nun. I woke up in front of my first period class because she backhanded me and knocked me out then dragged me down the hall. She was also the school nurse, so she checked me before just leaving me there. I came to and saw all the kids in class wide-eyed looking at me. They thought she had killed me. When my parents found out they looked at me and said, “bet you won’t say that again” and that was that.
2) In high school we had this ancient nun who was our art teacher. It was right before summer vacation, and we went to this place where a guy we called “the hippie” was going to teach us how to make pottery. We tried to do a good job but were pretty bad at it. As we were leaving the “hippie” gave a beautiful pot to the nun and we telling her something but we could not hear what he was saying. When we got back after summer break, we were in her art class and the principal came in. He was a big Irish Catholic black-haired guy who was walking around saying hello to everyone and suddenly he yells “Jesus Mary Joseph” and runs out of the room with something. We heard a commotion in the hallway, as he runs past the classroom door, he is holding the pot that the hippie had given the nun months back and in the pot was a somewhat large marijuana plant. She had watered it and fed it all summer just as he told her. We never saw that nun again.
3) My buddy and I were going down a road across town and saw a new movie that was playing. We stopped and got in line. I looked up the line and saw the back of a fellow’s head and instantly knew it was our school principal. We buddy looked up the line on his side and said to me “hey, that’s the head cheerleader”. I looked and darn if it wasn’t the high school principal (a different one that the Irish guy above) and the head cheerleader. I told my buddy “You go up that side of the line and I’ll go up this side. Just stop and say hello and turn around and leave, don’t say anything else”. We walked up on each side, and they were holding hands. We both said “hello” and the priest turned white and jerked his hands away. She just went “uh oh”. The next Monday we saw the priest and I said “father, it was nice to see you. We would like for you to write a note to the folks in the front office saying that we are doing a special project and can leave at any time”. He first said he could not do that but changed his mind after I said “I know (name of head cheerleader) father pretty well you know. He said OK and from that point on we came and left school as we pleased. Usually going to a pizza place and ordering boxes of pizzas and selling slices at lunch for outrageous prices because we got permission for that too.
4) Senior year the nuns made us leave school because we had to sell advertisements for the senior play. They would be published in the program for the play. Since there was a somewhat seedy part of town about 30 minutes away, I had the bright idea to go to a few clubs and see if we could get in and raise some money. These were not what you would call high class clubs with high class women, but we had made our way into a few of them in the past. Yea, these were very seedy places with pole dancers. Management could care less about our ages and only if we had cash and cash we had. That year we broke a record for the most money ever raised for senior play advertisements, nearly $5,000. It seems the management of the places agreed with me that it would be super amusing to see if their ads could get into the program. For some reason the nuns did not appreciate our efforts and none of the ads made it into the programs. They were very mad but kept the money.
Possible….I am 91 and only need reading glasses .
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Tonight I sat with an Amish family and listened to the Mr. talk about how young people leaving the Amish is at an all time high.
They have a high birthrate, so if three children ends up deciding to leave each family, that means four children will stay and they will reproduce the next generation of Amish.
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