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"Resolutions"
By Mona Lease
Hi, all!! Wow - this year - 2015 - has flown by so quickly! A lot of
bad things have happened and a lot of good things have happened, too.
As I was doing some "hands-on" research on/about Facebook - I "ran
into" an old friend I have not seen in 25 years. I "ran into" a woman
who was married into my family and divorced out of it in the late
'70's. We picked up where we were then and it's been a good run through
this last year (looks funny to write it that way).
I've always said that technology can be used for good. This time I was
actually able to receive some of the good!! I've gained some terrific
new recipes and friends. I've shared good times and bad times with
these people - some post a picture, some do not.
I was perusing the Internet and Facebook waiting for a topic to hit my
brain for this column. I stumbled upon a posted picture of a nude woman
- side view - hands over her chest. She said some guy sent her a
message telling her that she was too fat and she should kill herself.
Off of the top - the author of the "request" has to do nothing - not
offer any weight loss advise - not ask if she has a physical problem (A
bad thyroid comes to my mind here.) - nothing. Secondly - considering
how insurance balks at paying for what you really need - how would you
get any surgical corrections for this problem? Then my mind went to:
"We - as a people - determined Hitler was bad?"
With the new year two days away as I pen this - I wondered - "I always
hear the New Year's resolutions pertaining to a loss of some sort (a
"taking off" of something) - weight, old clothes, bills, etc. What
would happen if we "took on" something as a resolution? What if we
resolved to be the one to actually say something to the wrongdoer - a
behavior is wrong - or unseemly - or unacceptable?" I've done this.
This is true - I promise. About five years ago I was driving from
Gettysburg and crossed SR 36 on Gettysburg-Southeastern Road. Just
across 36 is a bridge over the Greenville Creek and two boys were lying
in the road in my lane - just lying there on their backs! I slowed -
left my lane - went around them - and continued south. I checked
my rearview mirror - yup - they were still lying there! I turned around
in the Gettysburg Cemetery (There's a little crazy irony for ya!)
another half a block south of the bridge. Some car had blown their horn
and the boys had moved to my lane as I was now headed north. These boys
looked to be about 10. I stopped and asked them if they wanted to get
hit - if they realized that not everyone could or would go around them.
I pointed to the cemetery and asked them if they wanted their Mom to
see them in a casket. They muttered no. I told them to get out of the
road and go home. I do a lot of business in Gettysburg and know a lot
of people there. I hope the boys shook every time they saw me in
Gettysburg - wondering if I was going to tell their parents. I hope I
scared them good. I hope every time they go to do something dumb (dugs,
stealing, lying, under age/under mature sex included) they remember me
(as an adult) and wonder if whatever adults they see around them are
going to say something about their "unnecessary" behavior. I hope they
tell other kids (The kids that were 10 then, ought to be about 16
now - driving age) what I said. Maybe those kids will tell other kids:
"Some dumb old woman stopped and asked us if we wanted to get hurt by
what we were doing."
Remember the kiddies and our service people. Take good care of the
furry and feathered ones out there. Be safe and healthy. See ya next
time. Ever Toodles!! MONA
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