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Squeeze a Penny into a Nickel
Grandpa Riga was known for being frugal. My grandma always complained that just once she wanted to go on a vacation. To which grandpa replied that it was his job to provide her with food, clothing, and a roof over her head. Entertainment was not on the list. Many times, I saw first hand how…
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My Favorite Quotes
This is a small collection of sayings, quotes, and advice that have stuck with me over the years. I hope you enjoy them as much as I have! If you don’t take yourself seriously…. neither will anyone else. – unknown. Socialism works great….until you run out of other peoples money. – Margaret Thatcher. Watch your…
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Speed Trap
There is a small town called Addeston, Ohio. It is well known for being a speed trap. Outside the town, it is 40 MPH and then it drops to 15 MPH when you hit the town limit. One day, my uncle Harry was going to work and got pull over. He refused to sign the…
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The High Cost of Women
Once when I was very young, I was in the car with my dad going to get gas at the local UDF on a Thursday night. Every Thursday, they had a sale on gas and you got a nickel off. I always went because I hoped he would buy me an ice cream. One day,…
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We’re Winning
My uncle Harry was a civil engineer living in Columbus, OH and was building a bridge in West Virginia. Early every morning he picked up his employees and made the long trip down to work. He was the only one left who had a drivers license. Everyone else had lost them to DUI’s. One day,…
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A Mother’s Work Is Never Done
This story pretty much sums up my entire Army experience. In 1988, I turned 18 and went into the Army. One day I was told to get in a large truck and drive a across the base to deliver some live missiles to the firing range. Oh, and this was to be done at night…