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HEALTH UPDATE:

    From My #1 Daughter-in-Law, Mary Bennett Harty (Litchfield HS, IL - '89) of IL - 06/14/08:

Hi Carol,

   Rachel is doing much better. Her leg is healing much faster than the doctor had expected. She is in a walking cast now. It is waterproof so she can swim and take a bath. 3 weeks and this cast will come off. Then she will have physical therapy.

Love,
Mary

   Thanks, Miss Mary! Give her hugs and kisses for me!

From Jim Rohn's Ezine - ezine@jimrohn.com - 06/13/08 - "Advice from my Dad for Father's Day by Harvey MacKay":

Advice from my Dad for Father's Day by Harvey MacKay

There's an English proverb that goes: "One father is worth more than a hundred schoolmasters."

Fathers can teach their children many important lessons. Father's Day is Sunday, June 15, and it brings to mind some of the valuable lessons I learned from my father, Jack Mackay. I've shared many of them with you in my books and columns, but here they are, in one nice package, for the 64.3 million fathers out there.

My dad headed the Associated Press in St. Paul, Minn., for many years. He lived by deadlines. When he told his 10-year-old fishing partner, "Be at the dock at 7:30 a.m." and I arrived at 7:35, I would be holding my fishing pole in one hand and waving bon voyage with the other. Time management 101.

When I began my career selling envelopes, I asked my father how I could make twice as much money as my fellow sales reps.

He asked me how many sales calls my peers made every day. I told him that everyone made about five calls a day, and I could match them call for call.

"No good," he said. "Do what they do and you'll make what they make. Figure out how you can get to 10 calls a day and your income will double."

We worked out a game plan, which became a life plan. I learned when the buyers were in the office and worked according to their schedules, which sometimes meant anytime from 6 a.m.-8 p.m. and Saturday mornings. I quit making cold calls, was among the first to get a cell phone and learned many other time management tips from my father.

TRUST is the most important five-letter word in business and in life. When I was only eight years old, he said: "Son, would you like to learn a lesson that might save your life some day?"

"Sure I would, Dad," I answered.

"Just slide down the banister and I'll catch you," he urged.

I slid ... and landed on the carpet. As I dusted myself off, he announced, "Never trust anyone completely. Keep your eyes open and your wits about you."

Similarly, my father encouraged me at a young age to keep track of all the people I met on Rolodex cards, now on my computer. He was a master networker. He knew where to get stories, much like I learned where to get sales.

Maybe the most important lesson my father taught me was that your best network will develop from what you do best. In my case that was golf. When I joined the sales game after college, where I had been a varsity golfer at the University of Minnesota, my father suggested I join Oak Ridge Country Club, which I couldn't afford. Because Oak Ridge was historically at the bottom of the city golf league, I offered to play for them and try to win them a championship. Six months and numerous meetings later, I was admitted to the club where I gained access to many of the major companies around town.

My father also taught me that the big name on the door doesn't mean diddly. You have to know who the decision makers are.

In addition, he warned me against telling anyone how I vote. That's why it's a secret ballet. The Democrats think I'm a Republican, and the Republicans believe I'm a Democrat.

My father's greatest professional attribute was his nose for a good story and his indefatigable zeal in getting it. He taught me the same desire, determination and persistence for sales.

After a skiing accident that landed me in the hospital for 35 days in neck traction, he told me, "You can take any amount of pain as long as you know it's going to end."

My father taught me many more life lessons, among them:

• They don't pay off on effort . . . they pay off on results.
• No one ever choked to death swallowing his pride.
• He who burns his bridges better be a damn good swimmer.
• Education is like exercise. As soon as you quit you begin to lose the benefits.
• It's hard to soar like an eagle when you're dressed like a turkey.
• If you win say little. If you lose say less.
• We are judged by what we finish, not by what we start.

Mackay's Moral: One person can make all the difference in the world—a father, for example.

        From My #2 Son, Brent Harty (Hillsboro HS, IL - '90) of OH - 06/14/08 - "2 GUYS FROM CHICAGO":

This one is very funny...it is about the truth too!

2 GUYS FROM CHICAGO

Two guys from Chicago die and wake up in hell. The next day the devil stops in to check on them and sees them dressed in parkas, mittens and bomber hats warming themselves around the fire.

The devil asks them, "What are you doing? Isn't it hot enough for you?"

The two guys reply, "Well, you know, we're from Chicago, the land of snow and ice and cold. We're just happy for a chance to warm up a little bit, you know."

The devil decides that these two aren't miserable enough and turns up the heat. The next morning he stops in again and there they are, still dressed in parkas, hats and mittens.

The devil asks them again, "Its awfully hot down here. Can't you guys feel that?"

Again the two guys reply, "Well, like we told you yesterday, we're from Chicago, the land of snow and ice and cold. We're just happy for a chance to warm up a little bit, you know."

This gets the devil a little steamed up and he decides to fix the two guys. He cranks the heat up as high as it will go. People are wailing and screaming every where. He stops by the room with the two guys from Chicago and finds them in light jackets and hats, grilling sausage and drinking beer.

The devil is astonished. "Everyone down here is in abject misery, and you two seem to be enjoying yourself."
 
The two Chicagoans reply, "Well, you know, we don't get too much warm weather up there in Chicago, we've just got to have a cook out when the weather's this nice."
 
The devil is absolutely furious, he can hardly see straight. Finally he comes up with the answer. The two guys love the heat because they have been cold all their lives. The devil decides to turn all the heat off in hell.

The next morning, the temperature is below zero, icicles are hanging everywhere. People are shivering so bad that they are unable to wail, moan and gnash their teeth. The devil smiles and heads for the room with the two Chicagoans.
 
He gets there and finds them back in their parkas, bomber hats, and mittens. They are jumping up and down, cheering, yelling and screaming like mad men.

The devil is dumbfounded, "I don't understand, when I turn up the heat  you're happy. Now its freezing cold and you're still happy. What is wrong with you two?

The Chicagoans look at the devil in surprise. "Well, don't you know, if hell froze over, that must mean the Cubs won the World Series."

   Thanks, Brent! Happy Father's Day - and give 'em all hugs and kisses from me, please!

      From Sepi Dinwiddie Prichard ('58) of NC - 06/13/08 - "Virus Alert!"

Thought you would enjoy this since your have done them all along with the rest of us !

Love,

Dimples

I thought you would want to know about this e-mail virus. Even the most advanced programs from Norton or McAfee cannot take care of this one.

It appears to affect those who were born prior to 1960.

Symptoms:

Oh, how sadly true!!! Thanks, Dimples!

    From Jean Poole Burton ('64) of RI - 06/14/08 - "Did I tell you that my son Chuck got home safely from Iraq?":

		I cannot remember who I told...but we are ecstatic that he is back at his home and we will be having a celebration in RI later this month!!!    Wellll, yes, you did, Lady, but I can't remember whether or not I posted it!

   At any rate, you did not include this fabulous photograph from the Lands Dark and Dusty, so we'll post it now. That is such fabulous news - and what a marvelous Father's Days present for    John (Burton - Hampton HS - '58)!

   Congratulations to all of y'all!

Carol Buckley Harty 219 Four Ply Lane Fayetteville, NC 29311-9305   910-488-9408

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