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Some Things You Keep
Some things you keep, like good teeth, warm coats and bald husbands. They're
good for you, reliable and practical and so sublime that to throw them away
would make the garbage man a thief.
So you hang on, because something old is sometimes better than something new,
and who you know is often better than a stranger. These are my thoughts. They
make me sound old...old and tame... and dull at a time when everybody else is
risky and racy and flashing all that's new and improved in their lives: new
careers, new thighs, new lips, new cars. The world is dizzy with trade-ins. I
could keep track, but I don't think I want to.
I grew up in the fifties with practical parents -- a mother, God bless her, who
washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it -- and still does.
A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.
They weren't poor, my parents, they were just satisfied. Their marriage was
good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can
see them now, Dad in trousers and tee shirt and Mom in a house dress, lawnmower
in one's hand, dishtowel in the other's. It was a time
for fixing things -- a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven
door, the hem in a dress.
Things you keep. It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that
refixing, reheating, renewing. I wanted just once to
be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant there'd always
be more.
But then my father died, and on that clear autumn night, in the chill of the
hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there
isn't any 'more.' Sometimes what you care about most gets all used up and goes
away, never to return.
So, while you have it, it's best to love it and care for it and fix it when
it's broken and heal it when it's sick. That's true for marriage and old cars
and children with bad report cards, and dogs with bad hips, and aging parents.
You keep them because they're worth it, because you're worth it.
Some things you keep. Like a best friend who moved away or a brother or sister
you grew up with, there's just some things that make life important....people
you know are special....and you should keep them close!
~Author Unknown~ Thanks to J.K.T.
Warning
A rat looked through a crack in the
wall to see the farmer and his wife opening a package. What food might it
contain? He was aghast to discover that it was a rat trap. Retreating to the
barnyard the rat proclaimed the warning; "There's a rat trap in the house,
a rat trap in the house!"
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Excuse me,
Mr. Rat, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence
to me. I cannot be bothered by it." The rat turned to the pig and told
him, "There's a rat trap in the house, a rat trap in the house!"
"I am so very sorry Mr. Rat," sympathized
the pig, "but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured that
you are in my prayers." The rat turned to the cow. She said, "Like
wow, Mr. Rat, a rat trap. Am I in grave danger? Duh."
So the rat returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's
rat trap alone.
That very night a sound was heard throughout the house, like the sound of a rat
trap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the
darkness, she did not see that it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had
caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital.
She returned home with a fever. Now everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh
chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the barnyard for the soup's
main ingredient.
His wife's sickness continued so that friends and neighbors came to sit with
her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. The farmer's
wife did not get well, she died. So many people came for her funeral that the
farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide meat for all of the guests to eat.
The next time you hear someone is facing a problem and
think it does not concern you, remember, when there is a rat trap in the house
the whole barnyard is at risk.
Thanks to A.J.L.