This is the kind of news you don't want to hear. Harold, my stepfather, was down in Atlantic City one Saturday a few weeks back. He had a comp card (I think that's what they call them), you use it in the machines you're playing and the casino tracks your gambling, I mean gives you freebies as you rack up points. Something like that. On this Saturday they would enter you in a drawing to win a 2004 Corvette. The drawing was in the evening, Harold went home earlier. A business associate of his was at the drawing and heard Harold's name called as the winner of the Corvette and the winner has one hour to claim the prize. He tried to get to call but couldn't get him that night. So that's it, Harold won a brand new Corvette but didn't win it cause he didn't stick around for the drawing. Don't think you'll never win anything, you never know.
Every American should read this page from top to bottom.
"We live in an age of science and of abounding accumulation of material things. These did not create our Declaration. Our Declaration created them. The things of the spirit come first. Unless we cling to that, all our material prosperity, overwhelming though it may appear, will turn to a barren sceptre in our grasp. If we are to maintain the great heritage which has been bequeathed to us, we must be like-minded as the fathers who created it. We must not sink into a pagan materialism. We must cultivate the reverence which they had for the things that are holy. We must follow the spiritual and moral leadership which they showed. We must keep replenished, that they may glow with a more compelling flame, the altar fires before which they worshiped."
Calvin Coolidge, speech on the 150th Anniversary of the
Declaration of Independence, July 5, 1926
As we continue to sink into pagen materialism.
Historical Maps of the U.S.
If you are interested in what this country looked like at different times in the past this is the site for you.
You're Only Off By A Couple Of Area Codes
I got a call tonight (on the local line, not 800 number) from a woman looking for her friends in Rm. 246. Vacant room. 346? Don't have that number. She doesn't even know the name of the person. It's the black guy and white girl on the second floor. Oh yeah, now I know! No, I didn't say that. I told her she must have the wrong hotel, we have 4 by the same name on this road, which one did she need. She asked if we were the one on Taimiami Trail in Sarasota. Sarasota? That's not even close. We're in Kissimmee, maybe 2 hours or more away. I gave her the correct number.
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