Tell us an unusual thing that people don't know about you

@mikekennedy759 and @scottrl

LOL Mike and Scott...life sure does bring about a change, doesn't it? On the other side of the coin, fine young men used to holler out to me, "Hey, Foxy Mamma!" Now, it's, "Ma'am,do you need help with that?"🤣

When I was born I was a sickly baby. I couldn’t hold down whatever Mom was feeding me so I got Rickets. Now, we never hear of Rickets because things are so much better…

Rickets is usually a Vitamin D deficiency. Vitamin D helps the body absorb calcium and phosphorus from food.
It is the softening and weakness of bones…

Good for you, Scott!

I've got a short fuse for thoughtless acts like that.

Hey, foxy mama!

LOL...You are too funny, @itchyd. Haven't had that kind of shout out in years....but it sure feels good! Thanks, you fine young man! ☺️

I once met someone who seemed like just a regular person and I did an easy favor for them. I didn't know it then but I soon found out, and verified, they were a sibling of one of the most famous people in the world. I had dinner with them and they told me about all these other very famous people they know personally, like major household names. They told me they wanted to pay me to go overseas to help on a project they were working on but I declined for a couple of reasons. I sometimes wonder if that was the right decision.

The moral of the story: Treat everyone nice (until proven otherwise) and go a little above and beyond because it's the right thing to do. Then you never know what good things that will lead to.

I was looking at some flowers in the local grocery store and decided they were a bit too expensive so I didn't get them. A young girl came up to me in the store and gave me a beautiful bunch if flowers. She had seen me looking at them and saw I didn't buy any, so she did. Tears and a hug happened. Just before Christmas I was able to pay this gesture back. I saw a young mum looking at some toys for her kids. She looked at them and put them back, and walked away. I tapped her on the shoulder and asked would she mind if I gave her some money, as it was Christmas and I don't see my grandchildren much. Tears and a big hug followed, it felt so good to do that, will do it again. Made me forget about my problems that's for sure.

When I was four years old I lived in Jamestown NY with my parents. My father was in the Navy in WWII. He got transferred to Pensacola Fl. so we moved from Jamestown. Before we left my Grandmother told me to be sure and stay away from the dark people because they might steal me away from my parents. I was terrified! What were dark people? When we got to Florida I was so scared that I would not walk past a black person. My mother was very embarrassed and apologetic to everyone. Even though I was scared of black people, I noticed they were very nice to me. I wanted to be friends but Grandma' said not to and I always did what Grandma' told me. One day when I was out playing in my sand box with my toy cars and shovels I heard a big clanging sound. It was the chain gang of black people working on the highway by our house. I looked at them and they waved to me. At first I was scared but then I noticed they were all chained up so they couldn't take me away from my parents! I waved back and me and the chain gang became fast friends! They were digging with their shovels just like me! There was another guy with a big shiny rifle. That fascinated me! Every afternoon when the chain gang came to work on the road I hurried out to play in my sand box and watch them work. We waved back and forth to each other smiling and sometimes one of them would say, "Hi little girl!" I'd yell "Hi" back. I've never forgotten that wonderful experience. Isn't it amazing how friendship can erase all the bigotry around us even if you hear it from your Grandmother?
PML

I am not special…I feel other people’s feelings deeply…physically…emotionally…spiritually.

In fact I can hear the wind whisper its lament in my ear.

I know there are others like me.

If you are one of us…you are not mad.

There are others like us estimated at 1 to 2 percent of the population of the world.

You are not alone.

Many of us die trying to cope.

You are not alone and we are not dysfunctional, bipolar, autistic we are just different.

My blood type is AB+ only 4% of humanity has this blood type…no big deal.

Neither is extreme empathy.

They told me I was sick and medicated me.

There is nothing wrong with us. It is a gift and a profound responsibility.

I have found one solution and one only.

Love, love, love and love some more. When that’s not enough love some more.

Never stop…never stop.

Love transforms suffering into grace.

Prayer, if you do that unlocks the locked doors with empathy for the other, all others all things, everything, even those who have caused my suffering.

Love is the key. It is the only thing that has brought me peace and led me to the grace of a higher power.

You are not alone.

I feel you as you feel me.

Peace and good health are right through the doorway of love.

Thank you!

I have four children. The first three have the same Birthday 2 years apart.
My name got in the press. Oh, OK........except when it was 9 months before my three children's Birthday, I STARTED GETTING CALLS FROM ALL KINDS OF PEOPLE SAYING IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO GET PREGNANT WITH #4. What? How'd that get out?
I was embarrassed. My husband worked for Western Electric...and they actually sent him home from work at 2:00, 9 months prior to my other children's Birthday to get me pregnant.
I would NOT sleep with him.
So, my fourth child was born in August, not June, and she questioned me for years why she did NOT have the same Birthday!!
Oh, BTW my son's daughter has his Birthday!