Edith,
Just jump in feet first and feel your way around.  If you grab ahold of something that someone disagrees with they'll let you know.  You'll learn a lot here if you have an open mind and thick skin.
P.S. Take all you read with a good dose of salt.

Greg
47/35/35

----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Edith S. Love" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Tuesday, August 29, 2000 12:49 PM
Subject: Re: NON PD TOPIC


> Good morning, everyone.  My name is Edith, known as E to my friends, and
> I'm a new pilgrim to this list.
> 
> For the last few days, I've read the professional pieces, seen and
> sometimes visited the recommended URL's , valued your opinions,
> agreed/disagreed with some of your positions, and am impressed at your
> caring for one another-no matter on which side of the fence you stand.
> 
> As a newcomer, I would appreciate any information you can share about the
> workings of the list.  There's nothing like putting one's feet in the muck
> the first time out!  Then, again, that may just be the way to do it.
> 
> This morning a friend informed me that this week is National Friendship
> Week.  She included the following:
> 
> Subject: WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND...
> >
> >
> >> What goes around,comes around
> >>
> >> His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while
> >> trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming
> >> from
> >> a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to
> >> his
> >> waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to
> >> free himself.
> >> Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and
> >> terrifying
> >> death.  The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's
> >> sparse
> >> surroundings.  An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced
> >> himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
> >> "I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
> >> "No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer
> >> replied, waving off the offer.
> >> At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family
> >> hovel.
> >> "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.  "Yes," the farmer replied
> >> proudly.
> >> "I'll make you a deal.  Let me take him and give him a good education.
> >> If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be
> >> proud of."  And that he did.
> >>
> >>  In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital
> >> Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the
> >> world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
> >>
> >> Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia.  What
> >> saved him?  Penicillin  The name of the nobleman?  Lord Randolph
> >> Churchill. His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.
> >>
> >>Happy Friendship week, everyone, and may we all walk in the headdress of
> the sun.
> 
>   E([log in to unmask])
>