FROM SWITZERLAND TO FOUNDING FATHERS
MAYFIELDS CORNER
By: Joe Mayfield
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Freedom is a gift from GOD Almighty
by Anjum Wasim Dar
Rawalpindi, Pakistan
I remember that evening when we went to see our new house. 24 Willoughby Road. I was the excited little child, running from room to room, all around the house. Outside, it was so spacious, so open, so adventurous. You could play hide and seek and hide so well that no one could find you for hours and you would be the WINNER. Two tall trees gave the pillaric grace to the front of the house!!!!
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Railroad Gauge
Composer Unknown
The US standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5
inches.
That's an exceedingly odd number. Why was that gauge used?
Because that's the way they built them in England, and English expatriates built the US Railroads.
Why did the English build them like that?
Because the first rail lines were built by the same people who built the pre-railroad tramways, and that's the gauge they used.
Why did "they" use that gauge then?
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Uncle Sam Needs You!!!!
Author Unknown
If I could, I'd enlist today and
help my country track down those responsible for killing thousands of innocent people in New York City and Washington DC.
But, I'm over 50 now and the Armed Forces say I'm too old to track down terrorists. You can't be older than 35
to join the military.
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Thank God For Hands
Author Unknown
An old man, probably some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the park bench. He didn't move, just sat with his head down staring at his hands.
When I sat down beside him he didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat, I wondered if he was ok.
Finally, not really wanting to disturb him but wanting to check on him at the same time, I asked him if he was ok.
He raised his head and looked at me and smiled. "Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking," he said in a clear strong voice.
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OLDER THAN DIRT
Author Unknown
"Hey Dad," one of my kids asked the other day, "What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?" "We didn't have fast food when I was growing up," I informed him. "All the food was slow." "C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat?"
"It was a place called 'at home,'" I explained. "Grandma cooked every day and when Grandpa got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it."
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HANCEVILLE BANK ROBBERYS
Author-- Joe Mayfield
Today when we think of bank robberys, large cities come to mind; cities with large banks or banks with multiple branch locations. After all, things like that would never take place in small town America, not in a town known for its law and order, not in a farming community, everyone knows farmers have no money, or do they?
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On the Road Again . . .
By Lois Monroe
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HOOSIER CULTURE
GUIDELINES FOR UNDERSTANDING THE HOOSIER CULTURE
submitted by Marion Hoffman
For those of you who are Hoosiers, this is so accurate it hurts. Really. To those of you who are displaced Hoosiers, you may get homesick.
Know the state casserole.
The state casserole consists of canned green beans, Campbells cream of mushroom soup, and dried onions. You can safely take this casserole to any social event and know that you will be accepted.
Get used to food festivals.
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MY SON
This is great, take a moment to read it, it will make your day!
The ending will surprise you.
Take my Son
A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.
When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.
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