Turkey Day 2009 is in the Record Books
I hope you and your family had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend. We did here at the White house in Kingsport, Tennessee.
Most of it ended yesterday when Sylvia & Brent and Mandy & Alex left to head back to Lebanon, Tennessee. “Who’s Brent?” you ask. Well, he’s Sylvia’s ‘friend’ and he is a super nice guy.
Bethany is still in Tennessee, but she will be flying back to Rochester, NY tomorrow.
Here’s a couple of pictures we took just before they left.
Brent, Sylvia, Mandy, & Alex
Bethany, Beverly, Sylvia, & Mandy
How wonderful to be with our loved ones over the Thanksgiving weekend. The old house is so quiet now. But the memories are wonderful.
~Doug Larson
Joke of the Day
Back by Popular Demand…
Following the death of Quasimodo, the Bishop of the Cathedral Church of Notre Dame sent word throughout the streets of Paris that a new bell ringer would need to be appointed. The Bishop decided that he would himself conduct the interviews, and went up into the belfry to interview the candidates. After observing several applicants demonstrate their skills, he decided to call it a day, when an armless man approached him announcing that he was there to apply for the post. The Bishop declared,
" My Son, you have no arms!"
" No matter" replied the man.
He then proceeded to strike the bells with his face, producing the most beautiful melody on the carillon. The Bishop was astonished, believing he had indeed found a suitable replacement for Quasimodo. But in rushing forward to strike a bell, the armless man tripped, and plunged headlong out of the belfry to his death in the street below. The Bishop, stunned rushed to his side. When he reached the street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the beauty of the music they had heard a moment before. As they parted in silence to allow the Bishop through, one in the crowd asked
" Bishop, who was this man?"
.." I don't know his name" replied the Bishop sadly,
" But his face rings a bell."
WAIT, WAIT! not through yet!
The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his heart, the Bishop continued his interviews for a bell ringer. The first man to approach addressed him, "Your Grace, I am the brother of the poor armless man who fell to his death from this belfry yesterday. I pray that you will allow me to replace my brother." The Bishop agreed to an audition, but as the man reached to strike the first bell, he groaned, clutched at his chest, collapsed, and died on the spot. Two monks, hearing the cries of grief from the Bishop at the tragedy, rushed up the stairs......
"What has happened? Who is this man? " they cried.
" I don't know his name" exclaimed the distraught Bishop,.........
wait for it.......
" I don't know his name............but he's a dead ringer for his brother."
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