WORK FRIENDS

Your friends

Dee Clark

Working next to people everyday or part of the time, you tend to think of them as part of your life, After all you see them everyday, share lunch, talk about your families, and sometimes spend more time with them then your own family.
You come to look forward to seeing them or sharing your news with them. Then one day, it's over - they either have left for another job or you have left for another... job. A person you have spent years with at work you no longer will see everyday or share lunch with. But that's ok, because you think that even though you will no longer be working together, you will still remain good friends.
How so no true! You get invovled in the new job, your busy trying to fit in, The phone rings and it is your previous co-worker, You want to talk to them, you really do, but there is so much pressure put on you in learning the ropes of your new job that you have to say no. Therefore you have to refuse and say that they will get together soon. But as the days go by, and then the weeks you know that you still have a friend but not the close friend you thought you had when working with them.
The only ones that make out by not losing touch with the person is their immediate family. They will continue to see or talk to them everyday. The closeness still stays but the people you work with walk in and out of your life without looking back ~

REMEMBERING YESTERDAY

WQED has always been a favorite channel for us to watch. They broadcast so many interesting programs, from cooking shows, opera, history,and Doo Wop music. Oh they do have more programs than what I mentioned but I stopped at " DOO WOP" - because that is the program I love to watch the most.
I will gladly listen to them do their fundraising to raise money. ,Why, without our support, we would not be able to hear and see the "DOO WOP" concerts in our home, The music takes us back to when we were younger. The time when as teenagers we lived a carefree life, listening to the best music to this day -"DOO WOP." Dancing to music on Friday night dances or Sundays at The White Elephant
I remember teenagers acting crazy, and I was one of them, screaming and clapping when Bo Diddly would perform as a guest singer, or The Del Vikings, At our high school prom we had "The Altiers" live! I can still to this day remember that night. At the weekend dances . I stood dancing on chairs along with every one else, Singing loud right with them, while they sang their great songs we were memorized. Watching the concerts on WQED wonderful memories come flooding back. Closing my eyes I can picture what I looked like back then, I can still see "Butch Barnes" who I danced with all night at every dance. We danced so well with one another that we won a couple of dance contests. Yes, we sort of liked each other, how could we not if we danced together two times a week for so many times, I can't count.
Today the voices of the music groups sound the same, but the faces have grown older, or have changed altogether. The audience who danced to these groups or saw them perform when younger, well, we are are all grown up, with children the same age as we were back then or older. - We look older, we are older, but when listening to these great songs, we become the teenagers we were long ago. We see ourselves as we were then. Carefree, fun-loving kids ~ ~ ~

FRAZZLED

Did you ever notice how some things happen at the most inopportune time? . I don't mind if I misplace my keys on a day that I don't an appointment.. But to have an appointment, misplace keys, then to find the gas gague on empty sort of frazzeles a person, at least it does me!
. Every minute counts when I have an appointment., I have to count travel time, find a parking space and walk to the building. One thing I truly hate it to be late for anything. I try my very best to be on time. I would think the other person would be ready to see me at my appointed timealso, but alas it does not always happen that way if it is a doctor's appointment. I usually have to wait.
S0 all that time I spent rushing to make sure I would be on time is for naught. I find myself waiting fifteen minutes to a half hour, sometimes more. That's a lot of time wasted out of my life. I always try to have a book with me, now that I have a Kindle it is so much easier to carry. It fits nicely in my purse and not heavy at all. I order my books on line from our local library so they still get credit for books taken out. I decided that if I have to have down time waiting for someone running late I mise well make the best out of it and lose myself in the story I'm reading.;)

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The 1995 RED JEEP

Posted by deebella7@gmail.com on September 1, 2011 at 8:10 PM

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The 1995 red Jeep was bought from my ex boss. I fell in love with it instantly and wish we were buying it for me instead of my husband. But he had the longer drive to work and on roads that were like goat paths.
So I was appointed the 1994 maroon Dodge Caravan, Another vehicle bought off my ex-boss. He didn't even sale cars, he was co-owner of a business where I worked for ages. But he had cars that he did not need and he kept all of his cars in good condition. I only had to drive to Sharpsburg, while Ron drove to Latrobe. Quite a difference in miles and gas.
As the weeks past by, I heard how expensive it was for him to drive the jeep to work. more so than the van. The jeep had a staight 6 engine and the van had a V6. Which meant the van had a smaller engine and was easy on gas. So, to my delight Ron decided he wanted to take the van AND the jeep became mine!
I never cared much about the car I drove as long as it looked decent, and started up I was happy. But with my Jeep, I do care about it, I can actually understamd why a guy would call his ride a she and shine it up for hours and treat it as it were made of gold, my jeep I decided was a guy and I love him passionately. His name is "Red". What else eh? I feel safe in it, I have confidence driving, I feet I can depend on it. I was and still am proud of it.
It is still dependable,, but it is becoming creaky and old with age, the back doors don't open, well, ok, one will, if you fool around with the door handle for awhile, The front passenger window will go down, but won't go back up, so we just leave it up. They are power windows. The passenger side mirror just falls off whenever it feels like it. Sometimes it scares the begees out of me because of the clunking noise it makes hitting the side of the door when it falls off. Thank goodness it has a cable attached so the mirror falls off but is still attached to the Jeep.
But when I have to drive it in the snow, it more than makes up for all it's imperfections. Living on top of a high hill the weather is a little more brutal then living in town. My Jeep has never let me down - it can come up the hill with out sliding a bit, goes right up our slanted driveway without a hitch. I can park it way close to the garage door so I don't have to face the elements. Sometimes it is finicky, it won't start up sometimes. You have to play around with the stick handle, we think it has an elelctrical problem. Oh yeah, I lost the back wiper and am having a hard time finding one to put back on, But all in all it takes care of me and I won't give it up.
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In the meantime I have decided that one blog is enough and I will try to copy and paste what I wrote on my new blog and put it on this loyal blog.

Ten years ago - it doesn't seem possible. When I close my eyes I can still see those awful pictures in my mind. The one that sticks with me the most is that of a young guy who couldn't decide to jump out the high window or not. He kept looking over his shoulder and then out the window. I did not see what he ended up doing but he was doomed either way. And I still remember the white hair priest that the fire hall members had for their mascot. He prayed for all of them but then suffered a heart attack and died.

What memories do you have of that day? Where were you and did you have a hard time getting home?

We are honoring all the hundreds of people that went and offered their help in what ever way they could.  I hope there are a lot of people that show up for all the events that are planned.
God Bless America and keep her safe.

School Bells, School Bells, Reading & Writing & Rithmatic

Ah, the first day of school. I've been out of school for more years then I can count, but I can still remember getting ready for the first day of school,
The excitement of setting the new clothes out, along with the leather shoes & socks and of course the new book bag that smelled just like leather.

We were not allowed to wear jeans, we did not have uniforms, so we bought our own clothes and had bobby socks with our Buster Brown shoes.  At that time we had to cover our heads when we attended Mass. On Sundays we wore hats, but during the week we wore" babushka's".  I still have a couple of  them and some of my hats that I shared with my Mom,believe it or not!

 Catholic grade school kids sat in the same classroom all day, we did not change classes. Nope, the same room, same nun and the same kids. Day after day after day. We accepted it because we didn't know any better. There were two Catholic Elementry schools, one was Holy Cross, a Polish church and they sang beautiful Polish hymns in harmony. and then our church St. Cecilia's, it was Irish and Italian. Our choir consisted of the children, us while the Polish church had an adult choir.

Attending Catholic grade school, the first subject of the day was - yes, you guessed it - Religion.
Back in those days we were allowed to pray, not have a moment of silence, but actuaally pray AND salute the flag!  Catholic school did not have any outside activities or gym class but they did have recess where they blocked off the block on the side of the school in mis moening and mid-afternoon, We walked home for lunch every day because they did not have a cafeteria back in those days, those days were the 1950ty's.We had certain rules to follow, attend Mass each morning before class, &  devotions during the week that we had to attend.  Those were our activitiesalong with music and art classes.

Today most of the Catholic schools have lay teachers and not nuns. They change classes and have outside activities along with religion. Prayer is acceptable and Religion is taught as a subject.
I taught CCD once a week, CCD lasted one hour,  they can't learn everything that we learned by attending Catholic grade school everyday. it was hard to teach what I planned in one hour. Fourth graders are great, they still listen to you, are respectful and want to learn.  I am glad I had that grade even though I did not know how the kids in the other classes acted.

If your little one is going to school for the first time, be prepared for them to fall in love with their Pre-School or Kindergarten teachers and it will break your heart to know you are no longer number one in their lives, it did mine because I was not prepared for that (lol)

No longer do I have little ones going to school, my grandchildren are all in school, but they don't share their day with me, they share it with their parents as it is suppose to be but wouldn't it be nice to get a phone call and hear one say Hi MeMaw - guess what we did in school , etc, etc, etc.

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My Grandson Vinnie

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Just a little bit about my grandson Vinnie. He is the cutest 8 yr old boy ever, a bundle of energy along with smiles and hugs. He loves his sister's and defends them from others when needed. That said, it doesn't mean that they don't have their spats once in awhile, After all his sisters are twins, he has to stick up for himself which he does very well!.

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