Scattelogical ramblings and desultory humor - do over?

Did you really expect a magnet rebate??

A calender of colanders...hmmm...that's so Seinfeld-esque ! Good one, V. !

Thanks - you'd have to strain to see the dates.

Hmmmm......election is this Spring - I better check the candidates' magnet stands.

See if it 'attracts' new voters?

If they flip flop on the issue they will drive them away.

And create electricity at the same time.

Yeah - that does sound unlikely.

I got stuck in a magnetic field once.

I just called my accountant. There is an account open of some kind. With the amount of intrest he said there is about 3 grand :-) I will find out tomorrow.

Cheer up people we have to listen to those people on TV and the news for another 10 months!

I got a notice from the auditor general of the State of Alabama. It said that they had some uncollected funds for me. i never did find out why they had this money or what it was for but it was $125.00. You should be able to check at your State Treasurer's website and see if you are owed some money by your State.

shickenlady: I hope you get a lot of money. The some total of my inheritance was $325.25. Well I did get some land on which Michigan property taxes were due. I understand Michigan property taxes are the highest in the United States.

Maybe the state average, but not local, Gloria. Top ten counties in the US are in NY and NJ. Westchester, in NY, has the highest.

I hope they are getting what they pay for. I don't think that is the case in Michigan. bad roads, bad schools, high drop out rate.

We certainly are not and we are approaching the top of the list.

I hope its not too political to make a statement in view of the fact that it is Martin Luther King day.

I wasn't in Alabama during the civil rights movement. I came only later to a town when Martin Luther King lived and near the place where his wife Corretta Scott King grew up. It is a town still divided. White folks will tell you there never was any trouble here -- blacks were perfectly happy working for white people. No trouble at all.

A black woman I know showed me the scars on her arms where she was arrested as a 14 year old girl for watching participants in the Selma march.

I don't remember what season of year it was, but I do remember the day because it was the funeral of my friend who had been shot in the head. I had planned to close down my work as curator of a historic house here to go to the funeral.

A man somewhat younger than me and his girlfriend came to the house. He began talking and that went on for more than an hour. He wanted to know about Greensboro and what kind of town it was -- very general questions. He was from a western state. I told him I had planned to close and go to the funeral but he was quite persistent. Finally he pulled out a small notebook with a list of names and he wanted to know if I knew any of the people on the list.

I did know 2 or 3 of the people and I knew them to be elderly people in the black community. Then after more than an hour he told me he was one of the students recruited by Martin Luther King to come to Greensboro Alabama to be engaged in a protest connected with the civil rights movement. Later I learned that the guy had a terminal illness. He came back to Greensboro to find out if the time he spent here did any good.

I did know the wife of one of the people on his list. The man he wanted to connect with was a local black minister and he had died several years before. I took the man to the minister's house where the wife still lived. And it so happened the minister's son was there that day also. The son had also become a minister and was visiting from Colorado.

When the son saw the visitor I had brought he came over and embraced the man and they both started crying. At that point the woman I knew came out and she also recognized the man I had brought. The two of them invited the man and his girlfriend into their house. It was clear that I was not invited.

So I went on back to work. I knew that history was happening all over again that day, but it really wasn't any of my business. I was only a messenger. A re-connecting link.

Thank you Gloria. I really appreciate your perspective. Makes the 'history' real.

MLK was amazing. This country is fortunate to have had him. Otherwise there would have been so much more bloodshed.

Wow. Gloria, that sure brought a tear to my heart and my eyes.

Yikes! I just got on this thread for the first time today and it just confirms how talkative we can be - 32 posts so far today (on this thread alone)!

That's why y'all are No. 1.

No 1 only cause it's too cold to go out. I kept looking at the milk thinking "Please don't let me run out...I don't want to go outside today!" Then DS and his GF said they were going into town...good! Get me some milk please!!

I went shopping and it was heavenly. The stores were fairly empty but still a good amount of cars at the mall. Only once did I have to wait in line. Not bad at all.

Two things about MLK. As a kid, I knew about him way before I ever knew anything about Martin Luther, so I was surprised to see a sketch of Luther as a white guy! I figured they were related.

Second, there was still plenty of bigotry in the late 70's in NYC - even in my Catholic HS, which was mostly white. I had only one black kid in my class and he was picked on something awful. I had earned the respect of most of the guys (it was a boys HS - eek!) and stuck up for him a number of times. It would usually stop for a while, but pick up again at some later point. But at graduation, when we shook hands and hugged, he gave me a look of gratitude that I will never forget. I felt so much better about that than about the awards I had just won, or being off to college, or whatever.

Way to go Victor!

Thanks, but not looking for praise - just sharing a personal experience.

A badge of courage, Victor.

I know, those experiences are what make life special.

There was only one black kid in our area when we went to school in Michigan. He didn't go to our school he went to the school in the next town. A really nasty form of teasing was to say, Yah Yah Yah you are xxx's girlfriend. I never knew the guy or ever learned what happened to him.

It was a shock when I moved to the south and black guys I worked with would refer to me as "white woman" or "white lady". Seemed so strange to be "white".

Can't wait for the day when we don't notice that anymore.

Being a color or not never occurred to me before I came to the
South. But everyone here is one color or another. So you have to be some color if you are going to live here, it seems.

It's a crayola world!

hahaha

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You da man, Victor..for sticking up for that boy. When I was a kid, I thought Nat King Cole was MLK's brother.

Jasper, too funny.

Funny, JD.