Folks:
Here I go again saying I told you so, “you” meaning a generic or collective you.
Mary is sick of hearing me say, “People today treat their pets like children and their children like possessions to be used for a vicarious experience.
If you don’t believe that last sentence, think about the mother who pushed a girl to suicide to remove her daughter’s cheerleader competitor,
or the man who killed another father at a hockey game their kids were playing.
I watched a program on TV about mothers who push their little 6-8 year old girls into beauty pageants.
And, there are friends of mine who set their social/daily schedule by the dog’s needs.
We build cathedrals to sports (example – Yankee stadium) and churches are closing/consolidating at an alarming rate.
A hand shake is not a contract or one’s word of honor, and a contract or word of honor is only as good as its next test.
Civility and Civics are no longer taught in schools as separate subjects; thus kids are uncivil and ignorant of their citizenship responsibilities.
Pet food and pet care is a billion (billion with a big B) dollar industry.
Many seniors have to decide whether to make a doctor’s visit or buy food.
If I hear one more parent say OK? at the end of a directive to his/her child I will puke.
My Dad said, “Pee Wee, take out the garbage.” (PERIOD). No OK, please or nice tone in his voice.
Yeah, now you know what my nickname was in our house.
After all, I was 5 feet nothing and weighed 110 pounds as a high school senior.
And, I was sure my dad loved me by the way he took care of me overall.
Today, kids are in command and the parents have to cater to their desires.
And if you really don’t think this world is screwy, catch 5 minutes of a Jerry Springer show.
The FCC would have had him off the air after his first show.
Remember when the tonight show guest had to have a piece of lace sewn into her dress because she showed a little cleavage?
The news’ anchors show more leg and cleavage than was portrayed in the old “Stag Movies”back in the day.
OK, I saw a few in the days of my stupid 20s.
Hey, now that you have all contemplated hitting the delete button and are wondering if I have lost all hope, hang on for the answer.
No I have not. See you in church Sunday morning.
Come to Cassville Community Baptist Church for a good service – and the opportunity to see and hear me play my flute in the “Praise Band” during hymn time.
Joe Bo
(many of you knew me as Joey – while my family knew me as Pee Wee)