All my Sweethearts

 A picture from the Past.

 

This is Margaret on the left and Martha on the right

For Today:

I was gonna tell you all about all my sweethearts, but then realized I had only three Sweethearts and one of them never knew it.

There was first Betty Carswell when I was in the 7^th grade. She never knew it because I never told her, nor even held her hand. 

When daddy told me we were moving to Belmont, I remembered I had flirted with a pretty girl named Martha once, she lived in Belmont. The first Sunday she wasn't at church, but a cute girl named Margaret was. Sooooo!

Then Margaret Woods was my sweetheart, she was such a sweet girl. I think that lasted about a year. Probably mostly my fault, but It didn’t work out; she was interested in my good friend Buddy anyway I think, cause Buddy was cool, he was our local Fonz in 1955.!

I never expected Sherry would be the one. She was out of my class, and a little older. BUT that one worked out with a little help from a couple of her old boyfriends.

It was a good choice, the best I have ever made. However, she almost blew it; she said I ALMOST BLEW IT, but I know I was right.

I was stationed at Camp Lejeune, and came home on the weekends. We had a great weekend planned. We were to be married. On the way home One of my Marine buddies was getting a ride home with me. He said he was gonna get married that weekend, I said, “Hey, I am too.”

He said, “Nah I bet you ain’t!”  I said put your money where your mouth is. If I get married and you don’t, you pay me $50.  If I don’t and you do, I will give you $50. He readily agreed. (Remember my salary was $73.00 a month)

Now it ain’t betting, if it is a sure thing. Is it?

Well, I opened my mouth and told Sherry I had a bet, and when we got married, I had our honeymoon paid for. I explained the agreement (bet). Suddenly, this beautiful, wonderful, sweet woman let me know with no doubt, “I will NOT marry you on a bet!”  And she didn’t.

I still think she was too narrow minded.

Thank goodness my friend didn’t get married either. LOL

I did a lot of begging, I don’t remember how long it was before I finally got her before a Justice of the Peace, but if I had made a bet that time, I guarantee you one thing, I sure would have kept my mouth shut!
But I was the winner here!

Remember my friends, there are times you should not tell all you know!

 

Nite Shipslog

PS: 

AGAIN THANKS to y’all for stopping by the Shipslog. It is nice to know some folks will read this stuff, if it is crazy. If you ever bet on a sure thing, make sure it is a sure thing. ;-)

 

Walking is Important

WE walked (climbed) Mt. Katahdin in Northern Maine one time. Of course, we walked over 2000 miles to get there (AND Yes, we skipped a few hundred miles due to an injury or two to get to the end of the AT.)

For today:

As I age, I pay attention to comments of the ‘oldest living person.’  They are always asked their thoughts on reasons for longivity. I declare the last three I remember say basically “Just keep moving!”  I keep telling folks I do not want to be the oldest person in the world, one doesn't hold that title long.

Down inside I want to KNOW or LEARN more than that, LOL. Naturally dead folks don’t move, so as long as I am moving, I'm OKAY.  Sherry says I move all night, I think that is to prove I am still breathing. LOL

Seriously I am of the belief that if we all move around more our bodies will be more inclined to keep operating better. Sherry and I have been walking at least a mile a day. My pedometer gives me a little more. HappyK, who comments here walks most days over 10,000 steps I believe. 

WE do not hike any longer but when Hiking, we counted 2000 steps as a mile. My Sherry is the walker, ONCE SHE STARTS!  She loves it.

(She is tough too, she once lifted this little rock so I could get by!)
Notice the white blaze on the tree in the background, that is the mark known worldwide ID'ing the Appalachian Trail.

I prefer walking in the woods or communities.  I have tried walking tracks, but that does not yank my chain. It is boring. Even when we walk the same roads down here it is not like a track. We have birds, squirrels, cats and dogs to see, along with other walkers or bikers.

In her later years my mama lost her legs due to sitting all day, reading and writing. No amount of encouragement could get her out. Dementia set in also complicating her life.  She lost both legs before she passed. Not due to sugar, but inactivity.

So, I keep her life in mind, she was the most giving, loving person I knew. Constantly arranging flowers to sell for missions or sewing and cooking for others; she was original in her thinking. In her sane life she was an encourager. BUT she gave up, I do not want you and me to give up or give in to inactivity.

So keep moving. Sherry keeps me moving by walking ahead of me. LOL

 She stays is nice shape, I gladly follow!

 

Nite Shipslog

PS 

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