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 Martinsville Va  24112

Phone: (540)-483-7244

We tried so hard to make things better for our
 kids that we made them worse.
  For my grandchildren, I'd like better.

 I'd really like for them to know about hand-me
 down clothes and
 homemade ice cream and leftover meatloaf
 sandwiches. I really would.

 My cherished grandson, I hope you learn humility
 by being humiliated,
 and that you learn honesty by being cheated.
 I hope you learn to make your bed and mow the
 lawn and wash the car.
 And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new
 car when you are
 sixteen. I hope you have a job by then.

 It will be good if at least one time you can see
 a baby calf born and
 your old dog put to sleep.
 I hope you get a black eye fighting for something
 you believe in.
 I hope you have to share a bedroom with your
 younger brother. And it's
 all right if you have to draw a line down the
 middle of the room, but
 when he wants to crawl under the covers with you
 because he's scared,
 I hope you let him.
 When you want to see a Disney movie and your
 little brother wants to
 tag along, I hope you'll let him.
 I hope you have to walk uphill to school with
 your friends and that
 you live in a town where you can do it safely.
On rainy days when you have to catch a ride I
 hope your driver doesn't
 have to drop you two blocks away so you won't be
seen riding with
someone as uncool as your mom.
 If you want a slingshot, I hope your  Papa teaches
 you how to make one
  instead of buying one.
  I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read
  books.
 When you learn to use those newfangled
 computers, I hope you also
 learn to add and subtract in your head.

I hope you get razzed by your friends when you
 have your first crush
 on a girl, and when you talk back to your mother
 that you learn what
 Ivory soap tastes like.
 May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn
your hand on the
stove and stick your tongue on a frozen
 flagpole.
 I hope you get sick when someone blows cigar
 smoke in your face. I
don't care if you try beer once, but I hope you
 don't like it.
 And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I
 hope you realize he is
not your friend.
I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with
 your grandpa and go
 fishing with your uncle.
 May you feel sorrow at a funeral and the joy of
holidays.
 I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a
 baseball through a
 neighbor's window and that she hugs you and
 kisses you at Christmas
 time when you give her a plaster of Paris mold
 of your hand.

 These things I wish for you - tough times and
 disappointment, hard work and happiness.

(Borrowed From: Paul Harvey)

 

Most Of ALL

Abba Father , May my children and grandchildren come to find YOU

In me. Through Jesus I Pray.Amen