for a while. Everything is all right. Just am feeling a little burned out is all. I started blogging July of 2007 and have been going at it pretty steady since that time. I just need a little time off to recharge the old batteries. Blogging is supposed to be fun right? I figure after a week I will be ready to go back at it. I hope all of my faithful readers don't abandon ship as it were. Please keep checking, I will be back.
We had a little excitement in the area today. The wind blew all day long and was gusting up to 59 mph. It is real dry and there were several grass fires in the area. Hundreds of acres were burned and a fireman was injured. He was not burned, he got injured when he opened the door to his pickup and the wind caught it and blew it into him breaking his hand. They think one of the fires was caused by some idiot throwing a lit cigarette out a vehicle window on the Interstate. I hope the wind dies down, we don't need any more fires around here.
Law Enforcement: I was arrested in Kennebunkport, Maine, in 1976 for driving under the influence of alcohol. I pled guilty, paid a fine, and had my driver's license suspended for 30 days. My Texas driving record has been "lost" and is not available.
Military: I joined the Texas Air National Guard and went AWOL. I refused to take a drug test or answer any questions about my drug use. By joining the Texas Air National Guard, I was able to avoid combat duty in Vietnam. College: I graduated from Yale University with a low C average. I was a cheerleader.
PAST WORK EXPERIENCE: I ran for U.S. Congress and lost. I began my career in the oil business in Midland Texas , in 1975. I bought an oil company, but couldn't find any oil in Texas. The company went bankrupt shortly after I sold all my stock. I bought the Texas Rangers baseball team in a sweetheart deal that took land using taxpayer money. With the help of my father and our friends in the oil industry (including Enron CEO Ken Lay), I was elected governor of Texas.
ACCOMPLISHMENTS AS GOVERNOR OF TEXAS: I changed Texas pollution laws to favor power and oil companies, making Texas the most polluted state in the Union. During my tenure, Houston replaced Los Angeles as the most smog-ridden city in America. I cut taxes and bankrupted the Texas treasury to the tune of billions in borrowed money. I set the record for the most executions by any governor in American history. With the help of my brother, the governor of Florida , and my father's appointments to the Supreme Court, I became President of the United States, after losing by over 500,000 votes.
ACCOMPLISHMENTS AS PRESIDENT: I am the first President in U.S. history to enter office with a criminal record. I invaded and occupied two countries at a continuing cost of over one billion dollars per week. I spent the U.S. surplus and effectively bankrupted the U.S. Treasury. I shattered the record for the largest annual deficit in U.S. history. I set an economic record for most private bankruptcies filed in any 12-month period. I set the all-time record for most foreclosures in a 12-month period. I set the all-time record for the biggest drop in the history of the U.S. stock market. In my first year in office, over 2 million Americans lost their jobs and that trend continues. I'm proud that the members of my cabinet are the richest of any administration in U.S. history. My "poorest millionaire," Condoleezza Rice, has a Chevron oil tanker named after her. I set the record for most campaign fund-raising trips by a U.S. President. I am the all-time U.S. and world record -holder for receiving the most corporate campaign donations. My largest lifetime campaign contributor, and one of my best friends, Kenneth Lay, presided over the largest corporate bankruptcy fraud in U.S. history, Enron. My political party used Enron private jets and corporate attorneys to assure my success with the U.S. Supreme Court during my election decision. I have protected my friends at Enron and Halliburton against investigation or prosecution. More time and money was spent investigating the Monica Lewinsky affair than has been spent investigating one of the biggest corporate rip-offs in history. I presided over the biggest energy crisis in U.S. history and refused to intervene when corruption involving the oil industry was revealed. I presided over the highest gasoline prices in U.S. history. I changed the U.S. policy to allow convicted criminals to be awarded government contracts. I appointed more convicted criminals to my administration than any President in U.S. history. I created the Ministry of Homeland Security, the largest bureaucracy in the history of the United States Government. I've broken more international treaties than any President in U.S. history. I am the first President in U.S. history to have the United Nations remove the U.S. from the Human Rights Commission. I withdrew the U.S. from the World Court of Law. I refused to allow inspector's access to U.S. "prisoners of war" detainees and thereby have refused to abide by the Geneva Convention. I am the first President in history to refuse United Nations election inspectors (during the 2002 US election). I set the record for fewest numbers of press conferences of any President since the advent of television. I set the all-time record for most days on vacation in any one-year period. After taking off the entire month of August, I presided over the worst security failure in U.S. history. I garnered the most sympathy ever for the U.S. after the World Trade Center attacks and less than a year later made the U.S. the most hated country in the world, the largest failure of diplomacy in world history. I have set the all-time record for most people worldwide to simultaneously protest me in public venues (15 million people), shattering the record for protests against any person in the history of mankind. I am the first President in U.S. history to order an unprovoked, pre-emptive attack and the military occupation of a sovereign nation. I did so against the will of the United Nations, the majority of U.S. Citizens and the world community. I have cut health care benefits for war veterans and support a cut in duty benefits for active duty troops and their families in wartime. In my State of the Union Address, I lied about our reasons for attacking Iraq and then blamed the lies on our British friends. I am the first President in history to have a majority of Europeans (71%) view my presidency as the biggest threat to world peace and security. I am supporting development of a nuclear "Tactical Bunker Buster," a WMD. I have so far failed to fulfill my pledge to bring Osama Bin Laden to justice.
RECORDS AND REFERENCES: All records of my tenure as governor of Texas are now in my father's library, sealed and unavailable for public view. All records of SEC investigations into my insider trading and my bankrupt companies are sealed in secrecy and unavailable for public view. All records or minutes from meetings that I, or my Vice-President, attended regarding public energy policy are sealed in secrecy and unavailable for public review. I specified that my sealed documents will not be available for 50 years.
(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means half an hour.Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.
(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.
(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!
(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)
(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says "Thanks a lot" - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say "you're welcome" ... that will bring on a "whatever").
(8) Whatever: Is a women's way of saying ____ YOU!
(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "What's wrong?" For the woman's response refer to # 3.
A truly Happy Person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour. And, one who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries... Some fascinating things on old tombstones!
Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York:
Born 1903--Died 1942. Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down. It was. ============================= In a Thurmont, Maryland , cemetery:
Here lies an Atheist, all dressed up and no place to go. ============================= On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery , Nova Scotia :
Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102. Only The Good Die Young. ============================= In a London , England cemetery:
Here lies Ann Mann, Who lived an old maid but died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767 ============================= In a Ribbesford, England , cemetery:
Anna Wallace The children of Israel wanted bread, And the Lord sent them manna. Clark Wallace wanted a wife, And the Devil sent him Anna. =============================== In a Ruidoso, New Mexico , cemetery:
Here lies Johnny Yeast... Pardon me for not rising. =============================== In a Uniontown, Pennsylvania , cemetery:
Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake. Stepped on the gas instead of the brake. ============================== In a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery:
Here lays The Kid. We planted him raw. He was quick on the trigger But slow on the draw. ================================ A lawyer's epitaph in England :
Sir John Strange. Here lies an honest lawyer, And that is Strange. ================================= John Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne, England , cemetery:
Reader, if cash thou art in want of any, Dig 6 feet deep and thou wilt find a Penny. ================================== In a cemetery in Hartscombe , England :
On the 22nd of June, Jonathan Fiddle went out of tune. ================================== Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls , Vermont :
Here lies the body of our Anna, Done to death by a banana. It wasn't the fruit that laid her low, But the skin of the thing that made her go. ================================== On a grave from the 1880s in Nantucket , Massachusetts :
Under the sod and under the trees, Lies the body of Jonathan Pease. He is not here, there's only the pod. Pease shelled out and went to God. ================================== In a cemetery in England :
Remember man, as you walk by, As you are now, so once was I As I am now, so shall you be. Remember this and follow me.
To which someone replied by writing on the tombstone:
To follow you I'll not consent ... Until I know which way you went.
POSITION: Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma, Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop
JOB DESCRIPTION: Long term, team players needed, for challenging, permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required.
RESPONSIBILITIES: The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not someone just crying wolf. Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges, such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets and stuck zippers. Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and coordinate production of multiple homework projects. Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks. Must be willing to be indispensable one minute, an embarrassment the next. Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys, and battery operated devices. Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst. Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product. Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and janitorial work throughout the facility.
POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT & PROMOTION: None. Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills, so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you
PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE: None required unfortunately.On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.
WAGES AND COMPENSATION: Get this! You pay them! Offering frequent raises and bonuses. A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent. When you die, you give them whatever is left. The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.
BENEFITS: While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays and no stock options are offered; this job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth, unconditional love, and free hugs and kisses for life if you play your cards right.
Celebrities-Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road ??? From Bennie ...
DR. PHIL: The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on 'THIS' side of the road before it goes after the problem on the 'OTHER SIDE' of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his 'CURRENT' problems before adding 'NEW' problems.
OPRAH: Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part o f life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.
GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.
COLIN POWELL: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road...
ANDERSON COOPER - CNN: We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.
JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.
NANCY GRACE: That chicken crossed the road because he's GUILTY! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.
PAT BUCHANAN: To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.
MARTHA STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.
DR SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain. Alone.
JERRY FALWELL: Because the chicken was gay! Can't you people see the plain truth?' That's why they call it the 'other side.' Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay. And if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boycott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media white washes with seemingly harmless phrases like 'the other side. That chicken should not be crossing the road. It's as plain and as simple as that.
GRANDPA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.
BARBARA WALTERS: Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its life long dream of crossing the road.
JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken2007, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book. Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken. This new platform is much more stable and will never cra...#@&&^<>C% ........ reboot.
ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?
BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What is your definition of chicken?
AL GORE : I invented the chicken!
COLONEL SANDERS : Did I miss one?
DICK CHENEY : Where's my gun? ;
AL SHARPTON: Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens!
Ole And Sven Were Fishing One Day, Got It From Ronald ...
Ole and Sven were fishing one day in Minnesota when Sven pulled out a cigar. Finding he had no matches, he asked Ole for a light."Ya, sure. I tink I haff a lighter," he replied. He reached into his tacklebox and pulled out a BIC lighter 10 inches long."Yumpin Yiminy!" exclaimed Sven, taking the huge lighter in his hands."Vhere did yew get dat monster??""Vell," replied Ole, "I got it from my Genie in da tackle box.""You haff a genie in yor tackle box?" Sven asked."Yah, sure. Right here in my tackle box," says Ole."Could I see him?"Ole opens his tackle box and sure enough, out pops the genie. Addressing the genie in surprise, Sven says, "Hey dere! I'm a good friend of Ole, your master. Vill you grant me vun vish?" "Yes I will," says the genie. Sven thinks for a moment and blurts out a request to the genie for a million bucks. The genie disappears in a flash, back into the tackle box leaving Sven sitting there, waiting for his million bucks. Shortly, the sky darkens. From out of nowhere, a million ducks appear overhead and their incessant quacking fills the air. Over the roar, Sven yells at Ole, "I asked for a million BUCKS, not a million Ducks!" Ole answers, "Ya sure. I forgot to tell yew, da genie is hard of hearing. Do yew really tink I asked for a 10 inch Bic?"
Four Weeks Ago Today, Dudleys Daughter Had A Great Day ...
we are so proud of her and all of her accomplishments. Lizzie and her mother were guests of the Dallas Mavericks for a game on 12-29-07 against the Atlanta Hawks at American Airlines Center in Dallas, Texas. Dudley nominated Lizzie for a contest sponsored by Apple Orthodontix to recognize good kids in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.
Lizzie was recognized for all of her community service work, for being an Honor Student, for playing on the Junior Varsity Soccer team and for being an all around great kid. Lizzie helps her disabled daddy and her overworked mother around the house and is the kind of child every parent would love to have.
Before the game, Lizzie got to go out on the court and shoot baskets. She was named honorary Co-Captain of the Mavericks. They put her picture up on the scoreboard and announced to the fans over the loud speaker that Lizzie was being recognized as an Apple Orthodontix Livewire.
They turned all of the lights off and Lizzie got to go stand in line with the bench players and she got to "high five" all of the starting players as they ran out into the spot lights onto the court. They turned the lights back on and Lizzie got to meet the Mavericks captains, Dirk Nowitzki and Devin Harris. She shook hands with Devin Harris and then got a big old bear hug from seven foot tall Mavericks superstar Dirk Nowitzki. Check out the cell phone in Lizzie's left hip pocket!
When she went out to center court for the Captains Meeting right before the start of the game, the referee went over the usual pregame talk and then he turned to Lizzie and asked her if she had and questions. She responded "no I'm good."
Lizzie is a great kid and we are so proud of her. We sure do love our little red headed girl.
One Sunday, in counting the money in the weekly offering, the preacher of a small Florida church found a pink envelope containing $1000. It happened again the next week.
The following Sunday, he watched as the offering was Collected and saw a little old lady put the distinctive pink envelope in the basket.
This went on for weeks until the preacher, overcome by curiosity, approached her. "Ma'am, I couldn't help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the Collection basket," he stated."Why yes," she replied, "every week my son sends me money, and I give some of it to the church."
The preacher replied, "That's wonderful, how much does he send you?" The old lady said, "$10,000 a week."
The preacher was amazed. "Your son is very successful; what does he do for a living?""He is a veterinarian," she answered. "That is an honorable profession," the preacher said. "Where does he Practice?"
The old lady said proudly, "In Nevada. He has two cat houses in Las Vegas and one in Reno."
All the parts of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was the one in charge.
"I should be in charge," said the brain , "Because I run all the body's systems, so without me nothing would happen."
"I should be in charge," said the blood , "Because I circulate oxygen all over so without me you'd all waste away."
"I should be in charge," said the stomach," Because I process food and give all of you energy."
"I should be in charge," said the legs, "because I carry the body wherever it needs to go."
"I should be in charge," said the eyes, "Because I allow the body to see where it goes."
"I should be in charge," said the rectum, "Because I'm responsible for waste removal."
All the other body parts laughed at the rectum and insulted him, so in a huff, he shut down tight. Within a few days, the brain had a terrible headache, the stomach was bloated, the legs got wobbly, the eyes got watery, and the blood was toxic.
They all decided that the rectum should be the boss
The Excitement Never Stops Around The Dudley Domicile ...
thats not true, usually things are pretty boring around here. Last night was different to say the least. Dudleys daughter volunteered last night along with Dudleys wife to work at the Varsity Girls Soccer Team game in the concession stand. Dudleys daughter stayed after soccer practice (she is on the Junior Varsity Team) and was there to open up the stand with her best friends mother. Dudleys wife had not gotten there yet and Dudleys daugher was working to get ready to serve drinks and hot dogs and hamburgers and pop corn and nachos to the hungry fans. She was opening a one gallon can of nacho cheese sauce with a can opener by hand. You know the kind you turn the crank as it circles around cutting the top from the can. She had cut all the way around and lifted the top up and pushed it back. It was still attatched to the can by a small strip of metal. She got a container of some kind and was dipping it into the can and somehow in the process, she badly cut the top of her index finger where it joins to the hand. It was a deep cut and about one half inch in length. The athletic trainer was summoned with the first aid kit. He took Dudleys daughter aside and began to treat the wound. He cleaned it and stopped the blood flow. He and Dudleys daughter were both excited to see that the cut was deep and her tendon was clearly visible. Dudley would have fainted on the spot, good thing he was not there. He bandaged the wound and told Dudleys wife that if she did not want her to have a scar she might want to consider taking her to the ER for stitches. They stayed for the entire game, the Lady Cougars won and then they came home. Dudley did not learn of the incident until receiving a text message from Dudleys daughter after they got in the car. When they came home Dudleys wife and daughter were trying to decide if she should go to the ER. Dudley listened and then said I will make it easy and decide, she does need to go get it checked out. They both agreed it would probably be a good idea and they took off to the ER at the local children's hospital. Dudleys wife is not employed by the hospital, she works for the State of Texas but her office is in the hospital. She did not wear her name tag but she made sure they knew who she was at the triage desk. They got in and out of there in about two hours which is pretty fast. It is a good thing I told them to go as the doctor who looked at it said the cut was so deep it would never have healed on its own without stitches. The doctor said the tendon was just nicked but would be fine. Apparently doctors don't do the sewing any more. That duty was given to a paramedic that did the dirty work. Dudleys wife said she did not even flinch when they gave her the shot of Novacaine. She is tough like that unlike her father, Dudley is a big wimp when it comes to needles and such.
A group of alumni, all highly established in their respective careers, got together for a visit with their old university professor. The conversation soon turned to complaints about the endless stress of work and life in general.
Offering his guests coffee, the professor went into the kitchen and soon returned with a large pot of coffee and an eclectic assortment of cups: porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal - some plain, some expensive, some quite exquisite. Quietly he told them to help themselves to some fresh coffee.
When each of his former students had a cup of coffee in hand, the old professor quietly cleared his throat and began to patiently address the small gathering . ''You may have noticed that all of the nicer looking cups were taken up first, leaving behind the plainer and cheaper ones.
While it is only natural for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is actually the source of much of your stress-related problems."He continued .''Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In fact, the cup merely disguises or dresses up what we drink. What each of you really wanted was coffee, not a cup, but you instinctively went for the best cups" ... Then you began eyeing each other's cups .''
''Now consider this: Life is coffee. Jobs, money, and position in society are merely cups. They are just tools to shape and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not truly define nor change the quality of the Life we live. Often, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee that God has provided us ... God brews the coffee, but he does not supply the cups. Enjoy your coffee!''
The happiest people don't have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything they have ... So please remember: Live simply. Love generously. Care Deeply. Speak Kindly. Leave the Rest to God. And remember - the richest person is not the one who has the most, but the one who needs the least.
The next time someone asks you a dumb question wouldn't you like to respond like this...
Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow, for Athena the wonder dog, at Wal-Mart and was about to check out.
A woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
Now, what did she think I had, an elephant?
So since I had little else to do, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again although, I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital last time. On the bright side though, I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms. I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.
(I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me.
I told her no; I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's rear and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard!
we are getting around here. I don't think the high temperature got much above freezing yesterday. Where is all of that Global Warming I keep hearing about? Sure could use some of that about now. It was so cold yesterday they cancelled Dudley's daughters soccer game. I use to love cold weather, it invigorated me. Not anymore, I suppose it is due to my having muscular dystrophy. This after all is a muscle wasting disease and it just seems that the muscle I have lost used to insulate my bones from the cold but not anymore. Now in the winter time it seems I am always cold to some degree. I am ready for spring time and the summer weather. I can take the heat better than the cold. At least as long as the AC is working.
Changing the subject, could someone please explain to me how a teenagers brain works again? Dudleys son who is away at college started the spring semester last week. I had communicated him briefly via text message earlier in the week. He has a brand new cell phone we bought for him during the Christmas break. Over the three day weekend we had tried to call him to check on him and ask about all of his new classes. His phone appeared to be turned off and he was not returning repeated messages. By Monday night, Dudleys wife was about to lose it, and was letting her imagination run wild. I called and talked to one of his friends from high school and he said he had not spoken to him in nearly a week and that he had been trying to call him as well. I then became worried and called the campus police and explained the situation. The lady I spoke with was very nice and said they would send an officer over to his dorm to check on him. We got a call from a campus police officer about thirty minutes later. He said I have your son here, he is fine, I will let you speak with him. Frank said he was ok and that he had dropped his new cell phone and it had quit working. I let him know it would have been nice if he had called or sent us an email. Apparently the thought never crossed his mind.
I am 58 years of age, married with two children, a son age 28 and a daughter age 25. I was forced to retire in 2001 due to health problems. I was diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy a short time later. I worked for fifteen years in the Insurance Claims business. I then worked for about five years for the State Of Texas Department of Human Services. Being disabled and not working is the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life. My respiratory system is weak and I have to sleep and breath with the aid of a Bipap machine and an oxygen concentrator. This has all but stopped me from making overnight trips away from home due to the equipment being bulky and not easy to move and set up. I have for the most part had to give up the things I loved to do the most which were hunting and fishing. I also can't drive my 1983 Jeep CJ-5 any longer because it has a standard transmission. It is now in my son's hands. I hope he takes good care of it. Being disabled sucks. I am taking it one day at a time. My children are a blessing though they can be trying at times. We have an american eskimo dog named Foxy we got from a rescue organization and a stray cat my daughter named White Kitty.