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In birth order, Granddaughter Number Two recently boosted my ego by asking about one of my dessert specialties.

A toe-tapping ditty was popular a few years back: "So let the sunshine in, face it with a grin. Smilers never lose and frowners never winopen up your heart and let the sunshine in." This week two occasions gave me cause to contemplate these words.

A couple is travelling down the road. The wife says, "We're on the wrong road." The husband replies, "That's o.k. We're making good time." When it comes to understanding pain and suffering, most of us are on the wrong road.

It's hard to find a funny or even light-hearted topic for this week's offering.

Some strive for it with a fanaticism; some take short cuts and cheat to get it. But that is all for glory that does not last.

"Stripped of the cunning artifices of the tailor, and standing forth in the garb of Eden - what a sorry set of round-shouldered, spindle-shanked, crane-necked varlets would civilized men appear!" Herman Melville Before you mistake me for a misanthrop

If I have learned anything about computers and life, it's this: if it's too good to be truewell, you know the restit's simply too good to be true.

An atheist was blasting a preacher: "Eternal life? Pie in the sky! When I die that'll be it! Kaput! Gone! Dead! That will be the end of me!" "Well thank God for that," said the preacher. "An atheist is a man who believes himself to be an accident.

This evening my son and I are going for a drive and a long talk. Let me preface the explanation by stating that I am not depressed, I simply want to have my end-of-life health care directives down on paper before the inevitable becomes the immediate.

This week there's been a lot of transforming and preserving done at our house. First it was a triple batch of rhubarb chutney followed by a double batch of rhubarb-strawberry jam.