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A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story
Mar 25, 2021 19:13:32   #
Kerry Hansen Loc: Bremerton, WA
 
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story


There was a young man who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as he was getting his things 'in order,' he contacted his Priest and had him come to his house to discuss certain aspects of his final wishes.


He told him which songs he wanted sung at the service, what scriptures he would like read, and what outfit he wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Priest was preparing to leave when the young man suddenly rememberedsomething very important to him.

'There's one more thing,' he said excitedly..

'What's that?' came the Priest's reply.


'This is very important,' the young man continued.

'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'

The Priest stood looking at the young man, not knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young man asked.

'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Priest.

The young man explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement.

In all my years of attending socials
and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say,

'Keep your fork.

' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming .... like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.

Something wonderful, and with substance!'


So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?'

Then I want you to tell them:

'Keep your fork ... the best is yet to come.'

The Priest's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young man good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see him before his death.

But he also knew that the young man had a better grasp of heaven than he did. He had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice his age, with twice as much experience and knowledge.


He KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young man's casket and they saw the suit he was wearing and the fork placed in his right hand. Over and over, the Priest heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.


During his message, the Priest told the people of the conversation he had with the young man shortly before he died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to him.

He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.

He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.


Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed.

They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.


Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share. Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.

Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND... and I'll bet this will be an Email they do remember, every time they pick up a fork!

And just remember ... keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!

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Mar 25, 2021 19:21:32   #
EasternOZ Loc: Kansas City Metro
 
That is a good one KH.

Thank you.

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Mar 25, 2021 19:29:28   #
plumbob Loc: New Windsor Maryland
 
Kerry Hansen wrote:
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story


There was a young man who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as he was getting his things 'in order,' he contacted his Priest and had him come to his house to discuss certain aspects of his final wishes.


He told him which songs he wanted sung at the service, what scriptures he would like read, and what outfit he wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Priest was preparing to leave when the young man suddenly rememberedsomething very important to him.

'There's one more thing,' he said excitedly..

'What's that?' came the Priest's reply.


'This is very important,' the young man continued.

'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'

The Priest stood looking at the young man, not knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young man asked.

'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Priest.

The young man explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement.

In all my years of attending socials
and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say,

'Keep your fork.

' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming .... like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.

Something wonderful, and with substance!'


So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?'

Then I want you to tell them:

'Keep your fork ... the best is yet to come.'

The Priest's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young man good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see him before his death.

But he also knew that the young man had a better grasp of heaven than he did. He had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice his age, with twice as much experience and knowledge.


He KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young man's casket and they saw the suit he was wearing and the fork placed in his right hand. Over and over, the Priest heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.


During his message, the Priest told the people of the conversation he had with the young man shortly before he died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to him.

He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.

He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.


Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed.

They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.


Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share. Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.

Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND... and I'll bet this will be an Email they do remember, every time they pick up a fork!

And just remember ... keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story br br br... (show quote)


Kerry this is a very good one. Copying it now.

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Mar 25, 2021 19:30:26   #
Huntm22 Loc: Northern Utah. - West Haven
 
WOW! Just about sums it up!! Thanks Kerry and may the ‘fork’ be with you.

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Mar 25, 2021 20:17:51   #
Fredfish Loc: Prospect CT.
 
Kerry Hansen wrote:
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story


There was a young man who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as he was getting his things 'in order,' he contacted his Priest and had him come to his house to discuss certain aspects of his final wishes.


He told him which songs he wanted sung at the service, what scriptures he would like read, and what outfit he wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Priest was preparing to leave when the young man suddenly rememberedsomething very important to him.

'There's one more thing,' he said excitedly..

'What's that?' came the Priest's reply.


'This is very important,' the young man continued.

'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'

The Priest stood looking at the young man, not knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young man asked.

'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Priest.

The young man explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement.

In all my years of attending socials
and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say,

'Keep your fork.

' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming .... like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.

Something wonderful, and with substance!'


So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?'

Then I want you to tell them:

'Keep your fork ... the best is yet to come.'

The Priest's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young man good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see him before his death.

But he also knew that the young man had a better grasp of heaven than he did. He had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice his age, with twice as much experience and knowledge.


He KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young man's casket and they saw the suit he was wearing and the fork placed in his right hand. Over and over, the Priest heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.


During his message, the Priest told the people of the conversation he had with the young man shortly before he died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to him.

He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.

He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.


Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed.

They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.


Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share. Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.

Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND... and I'll bet this will be an Email they do remember, every time they pick up a fork!

And just remember ... keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story br br br... (show quote)

That is a great story Kerry, thanks for posting it.

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Mar 25, 2021 20:25:32   #
Mauwehu Loc: Norwalk Ct
 
Great story The best is yet to come! The last supper.....On earth as it is in heaven.

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Mar 25, 2021 22:04:34   #
CamT Loc: La Porte, Texas
 
But please put mine in my left hand
Being I'm a south paw

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Mar 26, 2021 02:25:27   #
Kerry Hansen Loc: Bremerton, WA
 
CamT wrote:
But please put mine in my left hand
Being I'm a south paw


one in each hand.

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Mar 26, 2021 08:06:48   #
kandydisbar Loc: West Orange, NJ
 
Kerry Hansen wrote:
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story


There was a young man who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as he was getting his things 'in order,' he contacted his Priest and had him come to his house to discuss certain aspects of his final wishes.


He told him which songs he wanted sung at the service, what scriptures he would like read, and what outfit he wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Priest was preparing to leave when the young man suddenly rememberedsomething very important to him.

'There's one more thing,' he said excitedly..

'What's that?' came the Priest's reply.


'This is very important,' the young man continued.

'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'

The Priest stood looking at the young man, not knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young man asked.

'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Priest.

The young man explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement.

In all my years of attending socials
and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say,

'Keep your fork.

' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming .... like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.

Something wonderful, and with substance!'


So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?'

Then I want you to tell them:

'Keep your fork ... the best is yet to come.'

The Priest's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young man good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see him before his death.

But he also knew that the young man had a better grasp of heaven than he did. He had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice his age, with twice as much experience and knowledge.


He KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young man's casket and they saw the suit he was wearing and the fork placed in his right hand. Over and over, the Priest heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.


During his message, the Priest told the people of the conversation he had with the young man shortly before he died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to him.

He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.

He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.


Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed.

They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.


Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share. Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.

Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND... and I'll bet this will be an Email they do remember, every time they pick up a fork!

And just remember ... keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story br br br... (show quote)


Beautiful story

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Mar 26, 2021 09:13:25   #
EZ Fishing Loc: College Ward, Utah
 
Kerry Hansen wrote:
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story


There was a young man who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as he was getting his things 'in order,' he contacted his Priest and had him come to his house to discuss certain aspects of his final wishes.


He told him which songs he wanted sung at the service, what scriptures he would like read, and what outfit he wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Priest was preparing to leave when the young man suddenly rememberedsomething very important to him.

'There's one more thing,' he said excitedly..

'What's that?' came the Priest's reply.


'This is very important,' the young man continued.

'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'

The Priest stood looking at the young man, not knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young man asked.

'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Priest.

The young man explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement.

In all my years of attending socials
and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say,

'Keep your fork.

' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming .... like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.

Something wonderful, and with substance!'


So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?'

Then I want you to tell them:

'Keep your fork ... the best is yet to come.'

The Priest's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young man good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see him before his death.

But he also knew that the young man had a better grasp of heaven than he did. He had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice his age, with twice as much experience and knowledge.


He KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young man's casket and they saw the suit he was wearing and the fork placed in his right hand. Over and over, the Priest heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.


During his message, the Priest told the people of the conversation he had with the young man shortly before he died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to him.

He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.

He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.


Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed.

They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.


Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share. Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.

Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND... and I'll bet this will be an Email they do remember, every time they pick up a fork!

And just remember ... keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story br br br... (show quote)


A great story! Remember keep your fork the best is coming!

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Mar 26, 2021 18:08:38   #
badbobby Loc: Humble Texas
 
Kerry Hansen wrote:
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story


There was a young man who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as he was getting his things 'in order,' he contacted his Priest and had him come to his house to discuss certain aspects of his final wishes.


He told him which songs he wanted sung at the service, what scriptures he would like read, and what outfit he wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Priest was preparing to leave when the young man suddenly rememberedsomething very important to him.

'There's one more thing,' he said excitedly..

'What's that?' came the Priest's reply.


'This is very important,' the young man continued.

'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'

The Priest stood looking at the young man, not knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young man asked.

'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Priest.

The young man explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement.

In all my years of attending socials
and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say,

'Keep your fork.

' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming .... like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.

Something wonderful, and with substance!'


So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?'

Then I want you to tell them:

'Keep your fork ... the best is yet to come.'

The Priest's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young man good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see him before his death.

But he also knew that the young man had a better grasp of heaven than he did. He had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice his age, with twice as much experience and knowledge.


He KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young man's casket and they saw the suit he was wearing and the fork placed in his right hand. Over and over, the Priest heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.


During his message, the Priest told the people of the conversation he had with the young man shortly before he died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to him.

He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.

He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.


Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed.

They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.


Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share. Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.

Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND... and I'll bet this will be an Email they do remember, every time they pick up a fork!

And just remember ... keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!
A Man and A Fork - A Very Timely Story br br br... (show quote)

thanks very much for that Kerry
with your permission
I will send it on to all my friends
and enemies(IF there are any left)

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Mar 26, 2021 19:18:45   #
Kerry Hansen Loc: Bremerton, WA
 
badbobby wrote:
thanks very much for that Kerry
with your permission
I will send it on to all my friends
and enemies(IF there are any left)


10-4

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