Years ago, this was sent to me as a true story. With Father's Day approaching, and as it touches on the relationship between a Father and his son, I thought to share with all.
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A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside of a patient.

"Your son is here," she said to the old man in the bed.

She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.

Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.

The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed. All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest awhile. He refused.

Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital...the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients. Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.

Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse.

While she did what she had to do, he waited.

Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her.

"Who was that man?" he asked.

The nurse was startled, "He was your father," she answered.

"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied. "I never saw him before in my life."

"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?" asked the nurse.

"I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew that he needed his son, and his son just wasn't here. When I realized he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I stayed. I came here tonight to find a Mr. William Grey. His son was killed in Iraq today, and I was sent to inform him. What was this gentleman's name?"

The nurse, with tears in her eyes, answered, "Mr. William Grey."

The next time someone needs you...just be there. Stay. We are not human beings going through a temporary spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings going through a temporary human experience.

Please pass this on and you will be blessed. This is what we are put on this earth to do anyway, right? Have a great day and bless someone else in some small way today.

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Jul 26, 2017 11:51:26 #
badbobby (online) Joined: Oct 14, 2014 Posts: 28733 Loc: texas

It's important to remember that as women age it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of house cleaning as when they were younger
If this is happening to your wife,try not to yell at her.
Some women are over-sensitive and there is certainly nothing worse than an overly sensitive woman.

My name is Bob,let me tell you how I handled this very situation with my dear wife,Betty.

When I retired,it became necessary for Betty to get a full time job to go along with her part time one.
This was for both extra income and to pay for our health benefits that we needed.
Now ,shortly after she got the full time job ,I noticed that she was beginning to tire easily.
I usually got home from the golf course,or from a fishing trip about the same time she got home from her jobs
Although she knew how hungry I was,she started needing time to rest before preparing dinner
I did not yell at her,instead I just told her to rest some and to wake me from my nap when she got dinner on the table.

Now I generally have lunch each day at the golf club,or a steak house at the lake,where I fish,so eating out in the evening was no option
I was always ready for some good old home-cooked grub when I got home.
Betty used to do the dishes and clean up the kitchen as soon as we finished eating
But it became not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours before she would get around to taking care of the job.
I diplomatically reminded her several times that that they couldn't clean themselves
Betty must have appreciated my encouragement,because she would finally finish up in the kitchen,just before we retired for the night.

Another symptom of aging in women is the complaining they do.
For example Betty said it was difficult for her to find the time to pay our monthly bills during her lunch break.
But I took Betty for better or worse,so I just smiled and offered her encouragement,I told her to just stretch it out over two or three days.
that way she wouldn't have to rush so much.I also diplomatically reminded her that missing lunch completely once in a while, wouldn't hurt her any(if you know what I mean)

Tact is surely my strongest point!!

Another thing,when Betty was doing simple jobs,she seemed to need rest periods.She had to take a break when she was only half finished mowing the yard.
Now,I didn't make a scene,I'm a fair man.I just agreed that a short rest would be good for her before she finished the mowing ,edging,and trimming of the yard.
Then I told her(after she is finished) to fix herself a nice cold glass of iced tea,and as long as she is in the kitchen anyhow,to bring ma a cold bottle of beer

I know,I know,You women on Opp think I'm a saint,the way I supported Betty during her hard times.
I'm not saying that showing this much patience and consideration was easy,but many men would have found it difficult,some would have found it impossible
No one knows better than I how frustrated women get as they age,and guys,if you use just a little more tact and criticize less,your aging wife because of this article,
then I will consider my time and effort in writing it,well spent.After all we should all help one another.


Editors note;


Bob died suddenly on July 10th,of a perforated rectum.
The police report stated that he was found with an extra long golf club(a driver)jammed in his rear end,with only about five inches of the grip showing,and a sledge hammer laying close by.
Betty was arrested for murder,and at her trial,the all woman jury took only 10 minutes to completely exonerate her,accepting her defense that Bob had accidentally sat down on the golf club.

you might say---A hole in one!!!--so to speak.
man who throws mud loses ground

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'Lonesome Dove' is one of the finest mini-series ever to be shown on TV and certainly the best western, IMO. Others that I consider great mini-series worth re-watching were 'The Pacific' and 'The Holocaust'. An earlier mini-series that I recall watching was the 70's 'Rich Man, Poor Man', with Nick Nolte.

I watched another Robert Duval movie last night...also starring Michael Caine & always worth another viewing: 'Second-Hand Lions.'

Agreed, RJ: Nothing better than good movies with drinks and popcorn in the privacy of one's own home.