Little things mean a lot

Oh, I know only the older folk would remember that song by Kitty Kallen:

Blow me a kiss from across the room

Say I look nice when I'm not

Touch my hair as you pass my chair

Little things mean a lot

Give me your arm as we cross the street

Call me at six on the dot

A line a day when you're far away

Little things mean a lot

Don't have to buy me diamonds or pearls Champagne, sables, and such

I never cared much for diamonds and pearls

'cause honestly, honey, they just cost money

Give me a hand when I've lost the way

Give me your shoulder to cry on

Whether the day is bright or gray

Give me your heart to rely on

Send me the warmth of a secret smile

To show me you haven't forgot

For now and forever, that's always and ever

Honey, little things mean a lot
Copied from MetroLyrics.com

That was one of our love songs when we were dating. Kitty sang this in 1954. It was #1 in the UK.

But it is so true little things mean a lot in this life. Folks you have known that just gave a word of encouragement;  a pat on the back or just a smile. We humans thrive off the little things. Even on an internet Blog, you can get a kick out of little things.

So thanks for the notes, e-mails etc. we have received in the last couple days. This is not a major thing, but being off line, is not normal for me. Now this is my major form of communications. Typing and reading.

Thanks and also thanks for taking the time to read much of my nonsense.

Nite Shipslog

PS:

Let me tell you about my doctor:

He gave a patient six months to live. At the end of the six months, the patient hadn't paid his bill, so, the doctor gave him another six months.

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While he was talking to me, his nurse came in and said, "Doctor, there is a man here who thinks he's invisible." The doctor said, "Tell him I can't see him."

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1947 Bentley, what a beauty from the UK