Tomorrow is Veteran's Day and, as always, I want to recognize those in my family who served their country so faithfully.
WWII
My uncle George Masterson, US Army
My uncle Leslie Masterson, US Army
My father Frank Masterson, US Army Air Corps
Korean War
My uncle William Masterson, US Army
Vietnam War
My cousin John Masterson, US Army
My brother Frank L. Masterson, US Army
My husband Stanley A. Leszczuk, US Air Force, ret. (20 years)
By the grace of God, all of them came home,
although some carried wounds that never completely healed.
But today is also a special day in the military. It's the 241st birthday of the United States Marine Corps. I've never paid a lot of attention to the Marines. As you probably noticed, our family was Army and Air Force. Until this summer when my eldest grandson Drake enlisted in the Corps (deferred duty until he graduates from high school).
Drake graduates at the end of May and reports for boot camp the following week. I am extremely proud of him (and a little bit terrified).
Happy Birthday to the United States Marines. Oorah.
If you check out my sidebars (go up a little), you may notice a couple additions. First, I've become a tweeter. Or whatever you call people on Twitter. I'm just getting started and still trying to figure out how I'm supposed to keep up with that steady flow of tweets. #overwhelming If anyone has a tip or two, please share. And I'd really appreciate it if you'd follow me on Twitter to help me get started. I'll return the favor, of course. I'm @LD_Masterson.
Now to the right, you'll see a link to New Zenith Magazine's Fall Issue. If you were happen to purchase New Zenith's Fall Issue and turn to page 44, you would find the fantasy short story "The Dragon" by yours truly. New Zenith Magazine is a relatively new publication but they put together an interesting assortment of stories, poetry, and art. Something for everyone. Check it out.
Okay, you've been patient long enough. Here's your first funny.
A sweet old lady telephoned St. Joseph’s Hospital. She timidly asked, “Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is doing?”
The operator said, “I can, what’s the name and room number?”
The old lady in her weak voice said, “Norma Findlay, Room 302.”
The operator replied, “Let me place you on hold while I check with her nurse.”
After a few minutes the operator returned to the phone and said, “Oh, I have good news, her nurse just told me that Norma is doing very well. Her blood pressure is fine; her blood work just came back as normal and her physician has scheduled her to be discharged on Tuesday.”
The old lady said, “Thank you. That’s wonderful! I was so worried! God bless you!”
The operator replied, “You’re more than welcome. Is Norma your daughter?”
The grandmother said, “No, I’m Norma Findlay in 302. No one tells me sh*t.”
You remember why I can tell little old lady jokes, right?
I have been trying to lose weight. Think this would work?
Yeah, I didn't think so either.
Running a little long today so let's get to your "aw".
The eyes. Oh, look at those eyes.
That's all for today. A little short on the funnies but I hope I gave you a giggle and an aw.
Do you have a special veteran you'll be thinking of tomorrow?
By the way, thanks for all those great captions for Buster's picture last week. I do have a prize to give. I tossed the names of everyone who offered a caption into a hat and did a blind draw. I know, I have to learn to use the electronic winner picker. And the winner is (drum roll please)...Mason Canyon.
Mason gets a digital copy of New Zenith Magazine's Fall Issue.
Mason, will you email me at lin[at]ldmasterson[dot]com to receive your prize?
Thanks, everyone. See you next week.
Thought for Today:
When you're feeling insecure, remember - you're comparing your ordinary days to everyone else's highlight reel. (Or Christmas letter.)
