Fun Friday - with a little help from my friends.

My ex-wife started taking flying lessons about the time our divorce started and she got her license shortly before our divorce was final, later that same year.

Yesterday afternoon, she narrowly escaped injury in the aircraft she was piloting when she was forced to make an emergency landing in Southern Tennessee because of bad weather. Thank God our kids were with me at the Beach House this weekend.

The NTSB issued a preliminary report, citing pilot error: Judy was flying a single engine aircraft in IFR (instrument flight rating) conditions while only having obtained a VFR (visual flight rating) rating.

The absence of a post-crash fire was likely due to insufficient fuel on board. No one on the ground was injured.

Photographs below were taken at the scene show the extent of damage to her aircraft.

She was very lucky.

Cute Video

Subject: Joke of the Day

A Grave Tragedy

A man placed some flowers on the grave of his dearly departed mother and started back toward his car when his attention was diverted to another man kneeling at a grave.The man seemed to be praying with profound intensity and kept repeating, "Why did you have to die? Why did you have to die? Why did you have to die? Why did you have to die?"

The first man approached him and said, "Sir, I don't wish to interfere with your private grief, but this demonstration of pain is more than I've ever seen before. For whom do you mourn so deeply? A child? A parent?"

The mourner took a moment to collect himself, then replied... "My wife's first husband."

God helps those who persevere.

Laughter is inner jogging.
-Norman Cousins

Patchword Game

A must read for all Grandparents..
(Those who aren't will love it, too.)

At one point during a game, the coach called one of his 9-year-old baseball players aside and asked, 'Do you understand what cooperation is? What a team is?' The little boy nodded in the affirmative.

'Do you understand that what matters is whether we win or lose together as a team?' The little boy nodded 'yes'.

'So,' the coach continued, 'I'm sure you know, when an out is called, you shouldn't argue, curse,attack the umpire, or call him a pecker-head. Do you understand all that?' The little boy nodded 'yes' again.

He continued, 'And when I take you out of the game so another boy gets a chance to play, it's not good sportsmanship to call your coach 'a dumb ass' is it?' The little boy shook his head 'NO'.

'GOOD', said the coach.

'Now go over there and explain all that to your grandmother.'

How Hot is it here?

With time, women gain weight because we accumulate so much information and
wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out
to the rest of our bodies. So we aren't heavy, we are enormously cultured,
educated and happy.
Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think,
“Good grief, look how smart I am!”

Must be where “Smart Ass” came from! (Sorry but it was so cute.)

"One Bad Day"

There was this little guy sitting inside a bar, just looking
at his drink. He didn't move for a half-an-hour. Then,
this big trouble-making truck driver stepped up right
next to him, took the drink from the guy, and just
drank it all down. The poor man started crying.

The truck driver turned and said: "Come on man, I was
just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't
stand to see a man crying."

"No, it's not that. Today is the worst day of my life. First,
I overslept and was late for an important meeting. My
boss became outraged and fired me. When I left the
building to my car, I found out that it was stolen. The
police said they could do nothing. I then got a cab to
return home, and after I paid the cab driver and the
cab had gone, I found that I left my wallet in the cab.

I got home only to find my wife was in bed with the
gardener. I left home depressed and came to this bar.
And now, when I was thinking about putting an end
to my life, YOU show up and drink my poison."



You've got to continue to grow, or you're just like last night's cornbread--stale and dry. - Loretta Lynn

Good bye!

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