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This was sent in by Terri Leshikar Caldwelllaugh

He was a widower and she a widow. They had known each other for a number of years before being high school classmates and had attended every class reunion in the past without fail.
This time, the 60th anniversary of their class, the widower and the widow made a foursome with two other singles. They had a wonderful evening, their spirits high. The widower threw admiring glances across the table. The widow smiled coyly back at him.
Finally, he screwed up the courage to ask her, “Will you marry me?”
After about six seconds of careful consideration, she answered, “Yes. Yes, I will!”
The evening ended on a happy note for the widower.
But the next morning he was troubled. Did she say “Yes” or did she say “No?” He couldn’t remember. Try as he would, he just could not recall. He went over the conversation of the previous evening, but his mind was blank. He remembered asking the question, but for the life of him he could not recall her response.
With fear and trepidation he picked up the phone and called her. First, he explained that he couldn’t remember as well as he used to. Then he reviewed the past evening.
As he gained a little more courage he then inquired of her, “When I asked if you would marry me, did you say ‘Yes.’ or did you say ‘No.’?”
“Why you silly man, I said ‘Yes. Yes I will.’ And I meant it with all my heart.”
The widower was delighted. He felt his heart skip a beat.
Then she continued, “And I am so glad you called because I couldn’t remember who asked me!”indecision



Thought for the Day.......

  I don't want to brag or make anyone jealous or anything,
   but I can still fit into the earrings I wore in high school.


~Submitted by Wanda McCoullough Page


My Forgetter ~ Sent in by Diana Dove Edwards 

 My forgetter's getting better

But my rememberer is broke.
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke,

For when I'm "here" I'm wondering
If I really should be "there"
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!

Oft times I walk into a room,
Say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain
A zero is my score.

At times I put something away
Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
Generally, is me!

When shopping I may see someone,
Say "Hi" and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away
I ask myself, "who's that?"

Yes, my forgetter's getting better
While my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke.


Suzy Smith Juncker sent this one in.


Since Seniors are texting and tweeting, there appears to be a need for an STC (Senior Texting Code). Here it is:

ATD: At The Doctor's

BFF: Best Friend Fainted

BTW: Bring The Wheelchair

BYOT: Bring Your Own Teeth 
CBM: Covered By Medicare 
CUATSC: See You At The Senior Center 
DWI: Driving While Incontinent 
FWB: Friend With Beta Blockers 
FWIW: Forgot Where I Was 
FYI: Found Your Insulin 
GGPBL: Gotta Go, Pacemaker Battery Low! 
GHA: Got Heartburn Again 
HGBM: Had Good Bowel Movement 
IMHO: Is My Hearing-Aid On? 
LMDO: Laughing My Dentures Out 
LOL: Living On Lipitor 
LWO: Lawrence Welk's On 
OMMR: On My Massage Recliner 
OMSG: Oh My! Sorry, Gas. 
ROFL... CGU: Rolling On The Floor Laughing... And Can't Get Up 
SGGP: Sorry, Gotta Go Poop 
TTYL: Talk To You Later 
WAITT: Who Am I Talking To?

WTFA: Wet The Furniture Again

WTP: Where's The Prunes?

WWNO: Walker Wheels Need Oil



 Cindy Owens McCoullough sent this one in and I almost fell out of my chair laughing.  We hope no one will be offended.   It is called Dating in 1961.

The Diamonds in 1957

The Diamonds 50 years later