A Few of FR's Finest....Every Day - Weekend....11-02,03-02

Billie and Mama_Bear

[Mama_Bear]

A Few of FR's Finest.....
......Every Day

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A Few of FR's Finest November 11, 2001

So many people have written me since my original Veteran's Day Tribute, asking how they, or a loved one, could be included in that tribute. Since I can no longer add the photos to the body of the thread, I've been including them in additional posts as I received enough to make another collage.

Still that doesn't seem to be enough. I think there's never been a better nor more appropriate time to keep the faces of our own Veterans and Active Military in front of FReepers--every day! That's why I wanted to do yet another Daily Thread .....ABOUT FReepers .....and FOR FReepers. But not only about our Military FReepers; for all FReepers! Wouldn't it be nice to get to know a few of the other FReepers as well? That's why, in addition to seeing FR's Finest Military Personnel every day, I thought it might be fun to feature a different FReeper (or FReepers) each day. If you would like to be pictured, or know someone who would, please FReepmail me and we'll turn the spotlight - on YOU - for the day!

And do let me know if you'd like your picture added to the groups of Veterans/Active Military below. I will keep this page updated, and continue to add them to the comment section of the original Veteran's Day thread as well.

TOP: g'nad, AgThorn's son Justin, SLB, AgThorn's son Brett

MIDDLE: fish70, razorback-bert, CheneyChick,Leroy S Mort, Mark17

BOTTOM: Terry's Take, Taxman, DinkyDau

TOP: ValerieUSA's son Grant, SK1Thurman, kd5cts, RangerVetNam,

dansangel and .45man's son-in-law Tony

BOTTOM: rangerX, Old China Hand, Trish, Howlin's dad, Mustang

TOP: ohioWfan's son, MamaBear's father-in-law, MamaBear's dad, ladtx

MIDDLE: The Mayor's niece, M.Kehoe, Beach_Babe's son-in-law

BOTTOM: deadhead's dad, HiJinx, Severa's hubby, viligantcitizen's granddad.

TOP: Q6-God, Scan59, Mama Bear and JKPhoto's son, ofMagog

MIDDLE: Big'ol_freeper, JustAmy's great uncle, Prodigal Son

BOTTOM: JustAmy's husband, JustAmy's brother-in-law, JustAmy's brother.

TOP: dakine's wife, MeeknMing's dad, Auntbee's nephew, MilitiaMan7,
AlasBabylon.
BOTTOM: Joe Brower, Temple Owl, Temple Owl's wife, dutchess' dad,
Aomagrat

To Our FReeper FRiends: We hope you've been having as much fun as we have with our spotlight on various FReepers. We thought we'd kick back on the weekends and simply review those who've been featured during the week. If you missed seeing them and want to say hello to them now, feel free to click on the link to that particular thread. If you'd like to drop in and out of this thread today and tomorrow, please feel free to do that also. One of us will always be around to see the welcome mat is still out, and maybe even put fresh flowers on the table. :)

"Getting to Know You"

THIS WEEK'S THREADS


10-28-02 "FR's Finest" ...............................................SALVATION
10-29-02 "A FRiend to our Armed Forces" ........PATRICIARUTH
10-30-02 "Happy Birthday, Lodwick!" ......HALLOWEEN PARTY
10-31-02 "John's Two Cents" .................................JOHNHUANG2
"Mondale's No Shoo-in"
11-01-02 "More of America's Finest" ....MILITARY VETERANS






Strangers are just friends waiting to happen

Opinions by our own 'King of Ping' The guy's good, folks!

Thanks, Mixer!

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[lodwick]

Afternoon PartyGal - good looking sunflowers there.

[KneelBeforeZod]

Heres the link to the thread. Didn't want to advertise on this thread until someone mentioned it!

GS Warriors deny police honor guard opportunity to carry the colors because they included EMPTY rifles in the display.

Funny how they also had LOADED handguns...as do as the Oakland Police and Alameda Co. Sheriff deputies at all the games.

200 yards away, the Oakland A's have honor guards by the police and military all the time, including rifles.

[blackie]

I'm glad that you got to experience the joy of target busting with a variety of arms ... Ya can't shoot too often !!

The Second Amendment...
America's Original Homeland Security !!

Stop the attacks on our God given Rights by the extreme wacko left-wing anti-gun-nazis' !!

The Right Of The People To Keep And Bear Arms Shall Not Be Infringed !!

An Armed Citizen, Is A Safe Citizen !!

Guns Save Lives !!

No Guns, No Rights !!

Freedom Is Worth Fighting For !!

Molon Labe !!

FMCDH !!

Don't Forget To Vote !!

[LadyX]

Ah - the tenacity of God's Creations among the steel and concrete of man..:)))

Thanks, Valerie, for the reminders of His beautiful world.

[MinuteGal]

Oh, dear, my moxie got mixied! A thousand pardons, Matt.

Leni

[dansangel]

Good Sunday Afternoon All!

RE: post 72, I had one small "innacuracy" that FreedomPoster gently corrected me on by FReepmail:

Actually, that was a Mini-14. A real M-14 shoots the same round as the FAL, and is as big, or bigger.

It's "Mini" because it shoots the smaller 5.56x45 round (.223 Remington, same round as the M16/M4 shoots), instead of the larger 7.62x51 round that the FAL, the G3, and M14 battle rifles shoot.

[sigh] So, my favorite was the Mini-14, not M14 as previously reported. Mea Culpa. I'm still "new" at all this long-rifle stuff!

{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}} to all...have a wonderful Sunday!

[dansangel]

Hi M&M!

Hoping every day brings your Dad new strength and more healing.

God is good!

{{{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}}}

Hurry back....we miss you!

[dansangel]

I keep missing you, darn it! I tried to log on around 10AM east coast time and FR was down. .45MAN and I went to the pistol range and now FR is working again. Thank God!

{{{{{{{{{LIBERTINA}}}}}}}}}}}

I read further down about the conservative meeting you attended. Aren't we all just a bunch of ***classy*** people compared to when the "Dims" get together to rabble-rouse?

At least we can hold our heads up high!

[dansangel]

Happy Anniversary MinuteGal!

[dansangel]

How beautiful for a Sunday afternoon....have a blessed day and thank-you for all of the beauty that you bring with you!

{{{{{{{{Aquamarine}}}}}}}}}}}

[dansangel]

What a lovely story about the piano. Isn't it strange how some things turn out in life?

I hope that you, too are having a Blessed Sunday! I'm trying to stretch mine out for as long as I can....it's back to W-O-R-K (ugh!) tomorrow! :-(

{{{{{{{LadyX}}}}}}}}}

[lodwick]

A fifth grade teacher in a Christian school asked her class to look at TV commercials and see if they could use them in some way to communicate ideas about God. Here are some of the results:

GOD IS LIKE BAYER ASPIRIN
He works miracles.

GOD IS LIKE a FORD
He's got a better idea.

GOD IS LIKE COKE
He's the real thing.

GOD IS LIKE HALLMARK CARDS
He cares enough to send His very best.

GOD IS LIKE TIDE
He gets the stains out that others leave behind.

GOD IS LIKE GENERAL ELECTRIC
He brings good things to life.

GOD IS LIKE SEARS
He has everything.

GOD IS LIKE ALKA-SELTZER
Try him, you'll like Him.

GOD IS LIKE SCOTCH TAPE
You can't see him, but you know He's there.

GOD IS LIKE DELTA
He's ready when you are.

GOD IS LIKE ALLSTATE
You're in good hands with Him.

GOD IS LIKE VO-5 Hair Spray
He holds through all kinds of weather.

GOD IS LIKE DIAL SOAP
Aren't you glad you have Him. Don't you wish everybody did.

GOD IS LIKE the U.S. POST OFFICE
Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet nor ice will keep Him from His appointed destination.

[JustAmy]

Thank you, Lodwick!

[lodwick]

Good afternoon Central Valley!

Who all's going on the Spring Cruise that you know of?

[dansangel]

Tuesday can't get here soon enough...Many prayers that our president's efforts lead to a republican sweep!

A loud and thunderous ***A-MEN*** to that!

{{{{{{{{dutchess}}}}}}}}}}

[dansangel]

GOD IS LIKE DIAL SOAP Aren't you glad you have Him. Don't you wish everybody did.

Love it!~ Thank-you for that!

{{{{{{{{{{lodwick}}}}}}}}}}

[floriduh voter]

Thanks to you and all Florida freepers for their ingenuity and for staying so positive.

Jeb's Son George Prescott Bush.

[FreedomPoster]

BTW, it's worth noting, on her first time with a rifle, dansangel was besting Dan and I on iron sights at 100 yards with the hardware discussed. She may not have the nomenclature and minutia down (yet), but she can darn well shoot!

[lodwick]

Author Unknown

When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used to talk to it.

Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person - her name was Information Please and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anybody's number and the correct time.

My first personal experience with this genie-in-the-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer. The pain was terrible, but there didn't seem to be any reason in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway - The telephone! Quickly I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. Information Please I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.

A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear. "Information."

"I hurt my finger. . ." I wailed into the phone. The tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

"Isn't your mother home?" came the question.

"Nobody's home but me." I blubbered.

"Are you bleeding?"

"No," I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts."

"Can you open your icebox?" she asked. I said I could. "Then chip off a little piece of ice and hold it to your finger."

After that I called Information Please for everything. I asked her for help with my geography and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math, and she told me my pet chipmunk I had caught in the park just the day before would eat fruits and nuts.

And there was the time that Petey, our pet canary died. I called Information Please and told her the sad story. She listened, then said the usual things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was unconsoled. Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers, feet up on the bottom of a cage?

She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, "Paul, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in."

Somehow I felt better.

Another day I was on the telephone. "Information Please."

"Information," said the now familiar voice.

"How do you spell fix?" I asked.

All this took place in a small town in the pacific Northwest. Then when I was 9 years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much. Information Please belonged in that old wooden box back home, and I somehow never thought of trying the tall, shiny new phone that sat on the hall table.

Yet as I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me; often in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about half an hour or so between plane, and I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, "Information Please".

Miraculously, I heard again the small, clear voice I knew so well, "Information." I hadn't planned this but I heard myself saying, "Could you tell me please how-to spell fix?'

There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess that your finger must have healed by now."

I laughed, "So it's really still you, I said. "I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time."

"I wonder, she said, if you know how much your calls meant to me. I never had any children, and I used to look forward to your calls."

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.

"Please do, just ask for Sally."

Just three months later I was back in Seattle. . .A different voice answered Information and I asked for Sally.

"Are you a friend?" "Yes, a very old friend." "Then I'm sorry to have to tell you. Sally has been working part-time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago." But before I could hang up she said, "Wait a minute. Did you say your name was Paul?"

"Yes."

"Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down, Here it is I'll read it 'Tell him I still say there are other worlds to sing in. He'll know what I mean'."

I thanked her and hung up. I did know what Sally meant.

[ValerieUSA]

Plenty of flowers to go around