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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]) >