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A birth certificate shows we were born, a death certificate shows we died. Pictures show we lived! I Believe…just because two people argue, doesn’t mean they don’t love each other.

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar…and the coffee… A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

Do not expect an accurate perspective about inflation from mainstream media. Such reporting is based on the lie that inflation is the condition of rising prices. This is often repeated by political leaders, news reporters and pundits. It is also taught at all levels of education. Worse, hardly any of the dispensers of this falsehood know they have been misled and are misinforming their audiences.

What if you were playing in the club championship tournament finals and the match was halved at the end of 17 holes? You had the honor and hit your ball a modest 250 yards to the middle of the fairway, leaving a simple six iron to the pin. Your opponent then hits his ball, lofting it deep into the woods to the right of the fairway.

From the Collection of Pat Young Once upon a time the government had a vast scrap yard in the middle of a desert. Congress said, 'Someone may steal from it at night.' So they created a night watchman position and hired a person for the job.

Every other year our immediate family Christmas is celebrated on a date other than Christmas Eve or Christmas. With both daughters now married we adopted this every other year philosophy so they can join their husband’s families on the main holiday, something we are thankful the other families also appreciate and share.

The longer you have been cooking, the more likely it is that a culinary disaster will strike. Usually, it comes in the form of either a missing ingredient or one added by mistake.

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

On Friday, Nov. 18, Hubby’s aunt turned 100. Throughout my 42 years as a reporter, I’ve interviewed my fair share of centenarians, but I don’t ever recall having one who celebrated for three days straight.

From the Collection of Pat Young I put my scale in the bathroom corner and that's where the little liar will stay until it apologizes. My mind is like an internet browser.