BIRTHDAYS:  AUGUST

Charles Bammer, George Behymer, William Covey, Connie Domer, Wilma Donaldson, Jim McNamee, Clint Mitchum, Kenneth Naff, Ray Overman, Homer Sanders, Margot Simpson, Dorothy Stringer.

SEPTEMBER

Roy Atha, Robert Baldwin, George Bostick, Robert Campbell, Robert Cousins, Betty Eaton, Robert Hall, David Jordon, Millie Osment.

OCTOBER

Bob Allison, Dorothy Campbell, Leo Forrest, Susan Hamilton, Linda Hatfield, Dorothy Haughey, Theodora Johnson, Marie Moon, Hubert Patterson, Ruth Robinson, Ozalene Taylor.                              

 Our July Meeting was held at the Bon Buffet.  We all enjoyed the change of  restaurants and the new food choices, which also included some Asian.   Management of this firm welcomed us warmly and asked us to return soon.We may go there again next year sometime.

DIFFERENT DRUG PROBLEM

The following letter has appeared on the internet and was viewed by many readers.  I think it is appropriate for the readers of the Teamster Retiree's News.

The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, "Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?"

I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young:  I was drug to church on Sunday morning.  I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.  I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.

I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.  I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.

I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.  I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields. I was drug to the homes of family, friends and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood, and if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.

Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say or think.  They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, If today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.

God bless the parents who drugged us.