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11-25-07, 10:25 AM #1
Miss Beatrice, the church organist, was in her eighties. She was
admired for her sweetness and kindness to all. One afternoon the
pastor came to call on her and she showed him into her quaint
sitting room. She invited him to have a seat while she prepared
As he sat facing her old Hammond organ, the young minister
noticed a cut-glass bowl sitting on top of it. The bowl was filled
with water, and in the water floated, of all things, a condom!
When she returned with tea and scones, they began to chat.
The pastor tried to stifle his curiosity about the bowl of water
and its strange floater, but soon it got the better of him and he
could no longer resist. "Miss Beatrice," he said, "I wonder if you
would tell me about this?" pointing to the bowl.
"Oh, yes," she replied, "Isn't it wonderful? I was walking through
the park a few months ago and I found this little package on the
ground. The directions said to place it on the organ, keep it wet
and that it would prevent the spread of disease. Do you know I
haven't had the flu all winter?"
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. - Leo Buscaglia
11-25-07, 11:25 AM #2
Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on mine.
Not one shred of evidence supports the notion that life is serious.
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11-25-07, 03:31 PM #3
I'm going to have to get a cut glass bowl now.
Pretty women make us BUY beer. Ugly women make us DRINK beer. --Al Bundy
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