"I saw this elderly gentleman dining by himself, with an old picture of a lady in front of him. I though maybe I could brighten his day by talking to him.
As I had assumed, she was his wife. But I didn’t expect such an interesting story. They met when they were both 17. They dated briefly, then lost contact when he went to war and her family moved. But he said he thought about her the entire war. After his return, he decided to look for her. He searched for her for 10 years and never dated anyone. People told him he was crazy, to which he replied “I am. Crazy in love”. On a trip to California, he went to a barber shop. He told the barber how he had been searching for a girl for ten years. The barber went to his phone and called his daughter in. It was her! She had also been searching for him and never dated either.
He proposed immediately and they were married for 55 years before her death 5 years ago. He still celebrates her birthday and their anniversary. He takes her picture with him everywhere and kisses her goodnight.
Some inspiring things he said;
"I was a very rich man. Not with money, but with love"
"I never had a single argument with my wife, but we had lots of debates"
"People are like candles. At any moment a breeze can blow it out, so enjoy the light while you have it."
"Tell your wife that you love her everyday. And be sure to ask her, have I told you that I love you lately?"
Be sure to talk to the elderly. Especially strangers. You may think that you will brighten their day, but you may be surprised that they can actually brighten yours.”
Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…
These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
- Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”
*Crying with laughter*
ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.
THIS IS THE MOST BRILLIANT POSY I HAVE EVER SEEN.
Guys, that’s not only Iambic, that’s a fucking sonnet. *claps*
Grammatically correct for the period and a couple of references to Shakespeare’s actual works.
I’m sincerely impressed.
|—||Rollo May (via psychotherapy)|
woah okay whatever it’s not like ur a hUGE JERK OR ANYTHING
OMG Bats are so freakin cute!
A Boston Terrier who officially earned the rank of Sergeant while serving with the 102nd Infantry 26th Yankee Division during World War I. Stubby was a stray who ended up following soldiers training in Connecticut. One of the soldiers, Cpl. Conroy, grew fond of Stubby and smuggled him aboard the ship when the unit was deployed. Legend has it when the Commanding Officer found Stubby, the little terrier saluted with his paw, supposedly having picked up the gesture from observing the soldiers he befriended. The CO was so impressed he let Stubby tag along.
Stubby participated in 17 battles, survived a gas attack, was wounded by a hand grenade but returned to combat after some time recovering, would alert his fellow soldiers in the trenches of incoming mortar shells, would search for the wounded on battlefield, and captured a German spy. Sgt. Stubby eventually outranked his handler, Cpl. Conroy, who was his handler. Passing away at the age of 10, Sgt. Stubby’s remains are preserved and on display at “The Price of Freedom: Americans at War” exhibit at the Smithsonian.
Oh man! Do want!