Monthly Archives: April 2012

Two beggars are sitting side by side on a street in Rome, Italy. One has a Cross in front of him; the other one is holding the Star of David. Many people go by, look at both beggars, but only … Continue reading →

I don’t think our kids know what an apron is. The principal use of Grandma’s apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less … Continue reading →

ONLY A LIBERAL COULD: •Turn the murder of a child into a “choice” •Turn a terrorist in to a “victim” •Turn a criminal like an illegal alien into an ” undocumented worker” •Turn returning a war hero into a ” … Continue reading →

Once upon a time the government had a vast scrap yard in the middle of a desert. Congress said, “Someone may steal from it at night.” So they created a night watchman position and hired a person for the job. … Continue reading →

Today’s Soap Box was a video that Moby played on air called ‘If I wanted America to fail.” You can find the link to the video at mobyinthemorning.com

Her hair was up in a ponytail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy’s Day at school, And she couldn’t wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home; Why … Continue reading →

I liked the old paths, when Moms were at home. Dads were at work. Brothers went into the army. And sisters got married BEFORE having children! Crime did not pay; Hard work did; And people knew the difference. Moms could … Continue reading →

“Thoughts of a Mother” How can a child, that means so much, rip out your heart, with one swift touch? How can a child, so sweet and kind, with one wrong move, make you lose your mind? How can a … Continue reading →

On the trail to hike Doing what I like Around the bend From beginning to end Enjoying all of Nature’s glory Adding to life’s wonderful story Soaking in the heat of the sun While being disturbed by none Oh, the … Continue reading →

While scrubbing my husbands filthy work boots last night I started thinking about something that has quite often crossed my mind. These boots don’t belong to a firefighter or a policeman. They don’t belong to a Doctor of any kind … Continue reading →