Miscellany by jh

Miscellany Quotes of mine….

  • Learning is so difficult for those who have already figured everything out….
  • Among my greatest hopes in this day of unfiltered free speech is that there are those with real solutions who are keeping their mouths closed….
  • You’ll find all the trouble you look for….
  • Parents:
    Are you being a good example?….
  • Two ears….One mouth….
    Perhaps we could improve our understanding of others more by asking questions rather than by offering answers….
  • Free speech, like censorship, can be VERY ugly sometimes….
  • BE the CHANGE you want to see (copied)
  • Respect: Do unto others…is a reciprocal thing
  • We need to get outside our own comfort zone of ideas. Even some of the most open-minded people are really deluding themselves….
  • President’s Day: I think I’ll celebrate Garfield today….Seemed like a decent guy…. Or maybe Coolidge; he left us alone….

Scoop and His first day in the big leagues All the news that’s fit to print—and then some….By jh

My first day on the job as a full-fledged newspaper reporter was quite memorable and surreal.

A cup of coffee and a few staff hellos was the full extent of my orientation. News was to gathered. I was put on assignment.

A damaging storm had torn up parts of the town the night before. People would want to know what happened. Who was affected? Was it a tornado? If not, what was it?

The editors blurted out an unfamiliar name or two and a couple of location names I’d never seen and told me to find something out. I fumbled nervously through my investigation….Then, my boss says, “How’s your story coming along?”

STORY!?….Now?!…

“Fine, ” I replied,  fond of neither lying, nor unemployment….

I found my desk and went to work. Deadline was approaching, and it meant something. Miss it, and my future in the field would be dead.

Unfamiliar with local geography and reliable information sources, the pressure was on. Typing the stories out –Yes, I said stories– required a bit more skill than it would these days. My tall manual Royal typewriter was not equipped with spell check or delete and insert buttons….

Thankfully, in those days, I could light up my nerve soother and dangle it between my lips as I tried to find the keys as fast as my notes, ideas, and my capacity to express them could be gathered together. I wrote with a speed this budding wordsmith never knew possible.

These were the days of paper newspapers. A large box of uncut paper beneath my desk fed through my typewriter. When my wound-tight boss snapped his fingers a few minutes later, I ripped the paper and handed it to him.

He used a ruler to split the paper between sentences and paragraphs where he felt necessary. He reorganized the arrangement of ideas with glue pumped from a can….

Only a matter of a few minutes passed between my fingers on the keys and the smell of wet ink on front-page newsprint that would be read by complete strangers. I had made it….

“What else you got?” he inquired. On I went to another story….

 

We are Nobody

Hard Times Ministries

Jesus said that the least of these would be the greatest.  In a very real way, most of us are not Donald Trump or really anyone considered to be of any real consequence.  We are simple minded, ordinary people: that is all.

Meeting us would be just like meeting anyone else.  We are ordinary, normal people who care about others and who love Jesus that is all that may be different about us. However, that does not mean you are NOT important.

The truth of it is: you are more than likely to assist or to acknowledge me than any of those others.  You are more than likely to meet me on the streets and say hello to me.

And in my time of need:  you probably would be the one that would know me at all.

To that effect, I am glad you are no one.  I am glad…

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