Monday, December 22, 2025
In the beginning
Sunday, December 21, 2025
One
Back in the 70s, Three Dog Night sang that "one is the loneliest number." It doesn't have to be though. One can multiply very quickly. One can make a huge difference.
I have heard people say "what can I do"? Plenty. If you think that your single vote doesn't matter, you are mistaken. If you think that your volunteer shift at the library isn't that important think about what doesn't get done when you aren't there. We all have special skills, and we all can make a difference. That's what this blog is all about.
When we see bad things happening, we can speak up and say that we want good. We want positivity. Change for the batter begins with each of us. We really can make a difference.
Saturday, December 20, 2025
I owe it all to Mom
Thursday, December 18, 2025
No man is an island
No man stands alone,
Each man's joy is joy to me,
Each man's grief is my own.
We need one another,
So I will defend,
Each man as my brother,
Each man as my friend.♫
The message of course is a timeless one. We need each other. Simple, huh?
Wednesday, December 17, 2025
The Boy and the Starfish
Sunday, December 14, 2025
joy to you and me
Saturday, December 13, 2025
All kinds of holiday giving
Friday, December 12, 2025
Toys for all
Wednesday, December 10, 2025
can you spare some food?
Tuesday, December 9, 2025
Your own person of the year
Monday, December 8, 2025
Let's Make A Difference
Sunday, December 7, 2025
Not yet Christmas
Saturday, December 6, 2025
Good old Saint Nick
Friday, December 5, 2025
End of Year Donations
Thursday, December 4, 2025
Never worry about numbers
Wednesday, December 3, 2025
Are you rich?
Tuesday, December 2, 2025
Give today
Monday, December 1, 2025
World AIDS Day
Sunday, November 30, 2025
How many
Saturday, November 29, 2025
let's make some good news
Friday, November 28, 2025
Rejoice!
Thursday, November 27, 2025
Sadness at a time of joy
Wednesday, November 26, 2025
'Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving
Tuesday, November 25, 2025
Amendment of life
Monday, November 24, 2025
Being thankful
Sunday, November 23, 2025
The Good and the Bad
Saturday, November 22, 2025
That Day In Dallas
My grandparents lived just two blocks from my elementary school, so it was there that I went when school closed early that day and they sent us home. It was there where I spent much of the next few days too. I remember watching the state funeral on television. I remember all the talk about this John F Kennedy, that I didn't really know about - I was a kid. They kept showing the events over and over though and so it is burned into my memory. That day in Dallas is something I will never forget.
Friday, November 21, 2025
What sayeth you?
Thursday, November 20, 2025
Transgender Day of Remembrance
Wednesday, November 19, 2025
Live for something greater
Tuesday, November 18, 2025
The Tragedy of Jonestown
I always think of former Representative Jackie Speier at this time of year too. She spent a lifetime of public service and was with Representative Leo Ryan when they went to investigate Jonestown. Speir survived five gunshot wounds while Ryan was assassinated. He had been shot more than twenty times. I think also of NBC News correspondent Don Harris and NBC News cameraman Bob Brown who were shot at the same time as Ryan.
How many of you remember that day? How many of you were born since then? How might those 900+ people have interacted with you over these past years. How much, if anything, have we learned since then about cults and about blind faith in those who might do us harm. Could another tragedy like this happen again? What do YOU think?
Monday, November 17, 2025
I can almost smell the turkey!
Sunday, November 16, 2025
One person can make a difference
Saturday, November 15, 2025
To do good and to distribute
Friday, November 14, 2025
Baby it's cold outside
Thursday, November 13, 2025
one little word
Wednesday, November 12, 2025
Before you donate
10. Have I ever given to this organization before?
9. How does the charity acknowledge my donation?
8. Is this charity local or does it stretch beyond my town?
7. Do any of my friends or relatives donate to this cause?
6. Are the employees/officers of this charity paid inflated salaries?
5. How much of my money goes directly to those in need?
4. Do I feel strongly about this cause?
3. Are my actions/donations really helping?
2. How can I help, beyond making this donation?
And the number one question you should ask yourself before donating:
1. Is the charity reputable?
Tuesday, November 11, 2025
They who served
Monday, November 10, 2025
What can you donate?
Sunday, November 9, 2025
Stand up for animals
Saturday, November 8, 2025
Give peace a chance!
The Box
by Kendrew Lascelles
Once upon a time, in the land of Hush-a-Bye,
Around about the wondrous days of yore,
They came across a sort of box, all bound with chains and locked with locks,
And labelled, "Kindly Do Not Touch... It's War."
A decree was issued 'round about, all with a flourish and a shout,
And a gaily-colored mascot tripping lightly on before:
"Don't fiddle with this deadly box, or break the chains, or pick the locks,
And please, don't ever mess about with War".
Well, the children understood; children happen to be good,
And were just as good around that time of yore.
They didn't try to break the locks, or break into that deadly box,
And never tried to play about with War.
Mommies didn't either; sisters, aunts, nor grannies neither;
'Cause they were quiet and sweet and pretty
In those wondrous days of yore.
Well, very much the same as now, they’re not to the ones to blame somehow,
For opening up that deadly box of War.
But someone did...
Someone battered in the lid, and spilled the insides all across the floor:
A sort of bouncy, bumpy ball, made up of flags and guns and all.
The tears and the horror and the death that goes with War.
It bounced right out, and went bashing all about.
Bumping into everything in store;
And what was sad and most unfair, was that it really didn't seem to care
Much who it bumped, or why, or what, or for.
It bumped the children mainly, and I'll tell you this quite plainly,
It bumps them everyday, and more and more;
And leaves them dead and burned and crying,
Thousands of them sick and dying,
'Cause when it bumps, it's very, very sore.'
There is a way to stop the ball... it isn't very hard at all;
All it takes is wisdom, and I'm absolutely sure
We could get it back inside the box, and bind the chains and lock the locks,
But no one seems to want to save the children anymore.
Well, that's the way it all appears,
'Cause it's been bouncing 'round for years and years,
In spite of all the wisdom whizzed since those wondrous days of yore;
And the time they came across the box,
All bound with chains and locked with locks,
And labeled, "Kindly Do Not Touch... It's War".








































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