CRABBY OLD MAN

CRABBY OLD MAN  When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in North Platte , Nebraska , it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Later, when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. One nurse took her copy to Missouri .. The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the St. Louis Association for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem. And this little old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet. Crabby Old Man What do you see nurses? . . . .. . What do you see? What are you thinking . . . . . when you're looking at me? A crabby old man . . . . . not very wise, Uncertain of habit . . . . . with faraway eyes? Who dribbles his food . . . . . and makes no reply. When you say in a loud voice . . . . . 'I do wish you'd try!' Who seems not to notice . . . . . the things that you do. And forever is losing . . . . . A sock or shoe? Who, resisting or not . . . . . lets you do as you will, With bathing and feeding . . . . . The long day to fill? Is that what you're thinking? . . . . . Is that what you see? Then open your eyes, nurse . . . . . you're not looking at me. I'll tell you who I am. . . . . . As I sit here so still, As I do at your bidding, . . . . . as I eat at your will. I'm a small child of Ten . . .. . . with a father and mother, Brothers and sisters . . . . . who love one another. A young boy of Sixteen . . . . with wings on his feet. Dreaming that soon now . . . . . a lover he'll meet. A groom soon at Twenty . . . . . my heart gives a leap. Remembering, the vows . . . . . that I promised to keep. At Twenty-Five, now . . . . . I have young of my own. Who need me to guide . . . . . And a secure happy home. A man of Thirty . . . . . My young now grown fast, Bound to each other . . . .. . With ties that should last. At Forty, my young sons . . . . . have grown and are gone, But my woman's beside me . . . .. . to see I don't mourn. At Fifty, once more, babies play 'round my knee, Again, we know children . . . . . My loved one and me. Dark days are upon me . . . . . my wife is now dead. I look at the future . . . . . shudder with dread. For my young are all rearing . . . . . young of their own. And I think of the years . . . . . and the love that I've known. I'm now an old man . . . . . and nature is cruel. Tis jest to make old age . . . . . look like a fool. The body, it crumbles . . . . . grace and vigor, depart. There is now a stone . . . . where I once had a heart. But inside this old carcass . . . . . a young guy still dwells, And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells. I remember the joys . . . . . I remember the pain. And I'm loving and living . . . . . life over again. I think of the years, all too few . . . . . gone too fast. And accept the stark fact . . . . that nothing can last. So open your eyes, people . . . . . open and see. Not a crabby old man . . . Look closer . . . see ME!! Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within. We will all, one day, be there, too! PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM The best and most beautiful things of this world can't be seen or touched. They must be felt by the heart.

COOKING WITH BACON GREASE:

This is a warning, send this to everyone you care about. 

IF YOU HAVE EVER INGESTED BACON GREASE IN ANY FORM.
PLEASE READ THIS!!!

There is nothing better to fry eggs, pop corn, seasoned beans, or seasoned cornbread. But I didn't know this can happen!!!!

Bacon Grease warning:
The question is:
Do you use bacon grease?
We were raised on bacon grease (lard) as kids and even into adulthood
I will never use it again.
From now on, whenever you fry bacon don't be tempted to keep the yummy fat that is left in the pan
PLEASE, Throw it away. And any you find that has been stored away in you refridgerator.
I just threw out my last 2 lbs of bacon grease!!
It seems nothings is safe to eat anymore...
This is what happens when you keep cooking with bacon grease.

Bacon grease will make your feet shrink!  
Warn everyone !!

Whoops..

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A young guy was struggling to get onto the train with three very upset babies.
All were fussy and one screaming
Everyone onboard was staring and wondering why he had bothered to come out with them all if the were always like this. He obviously had no idea on what to do to calm them.
So inconvenient and he was delaying the train.
The other occupants were all muttering among themselves.
But looking closer the babies alll looked quite different and none looked like the "dad".
The were obviously different nationalities.???
Finally one woman couldn't contain her curiousity and inquired -" Do all these babies belong to you?"
The young man frowned and replied... " No, I work in a condom factory and these are customers’ complaints. "

The Faith Healer

Two women were sitting in the doctor's waiting room comparing notes.
"I want a baby more than anything in the world," said the first, "But it seems to be impossible. '
"I used to feel just the same way," said the second. "But then everything changed. That's why I'm here. I'm going to have a baby in three months."
"You must tell me what you did."
"I went to a faith healer."
"But I've tried that. My husband and I went to one for nearly a year and it didn't help a bit."
The other woman smiled and whispered, "Try going alone, next time, dearie."