RE: to Jack on the Life philosophy

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Gee, Kerry, I was more confused then I thought. I still had fun with it. Your dad sounds like a great man.

I no longer frolic with the grandkids; they are busy having their own kids. Occasionally I get to play with them if I go travelling. All are scattered these days.

Jack

to Jack on the "Life" philosophy

Jack,This wasn't Sher's philosophy, this was my reply to the barking I heard. This was a joke my brother sent to the family a couple weeks back. The best reply sent was my cousin who said my Dad got the last 2 phases reversed. He used to be a barker and now is entertaining his grandkids. My Dad is 71 and I promise you was giving my husband and my sister in law (who is only 29) a run for their money in the pool entertaining the kids. The 3 of them were swimming under water so the kids could surf on them and then bucking around like horses giving the kids rides and making waves. My Dad is inspiring and I tell people it's so him just showing off to his 37 year old daughter how much he can do while I am "currently" limited. My Dad still ref's kids soccer (he says he can only keep up w/ the little ones, he's ref'd my whole life), plays golf as many days a week as he can, and does yardwork to outdo

any gardener. My kids are having a blast w/ him in this "monkey" stage which I hope lasts for the next 30 years. He has his occasional barking moments, but thankfully they are not the rule.Kerry37 IPF '01 S. IN> >> > Hi everybody... I was looking at some of my past writings and I >

thought you might enjoy this little piece. I so miss writing (and > can see today where I could have "done a better job" on this). > Writers and artists have a tough time knowing when to "stop > tweaking". > > > > My illness has taken from me the ability to write as I used to. > Well...anyway. ......... ......... ...> > > > > > > > Senior Mental Health Program Newsletter Vol. 7 No. 3 Fall, 2003 -> Page 8> > > > > > > > PET PEEVES> > > > I don't know about you, but words like> > > > "Honey", "Sweetie", and "Dear" are pet> > > > names for my husband, children and grandchildren.> > > > I do not like these words delivered> > > > to me from a waitress along with my meal.> > > > Nor do I appreciate the

familiarity of these> > > > words when spoken by a store clerk, the> > > > person who cuts my hair or the lady at the> > > > checkout stand at the grocery store. Waiting> > > > in my doctor's office, I am immediately> > > > piqued when the receptionist and/or nurse> > > > call me "Sweetie". I have a name. I won't> > > > get confused. Please don't patronize me> > > > with friendly gestures. Respect me by using> > > > my name. > > > > I know, I know, people who use these words> > > > wish only to be friendly, helpful, warm, encouraging, sympathetic, > comforting, affectionate and kind. Everything I may need in> > > > particular circumstances. What I don't need> > > > is feeling impersonal

in my particular circumstance.> > > > I think "Sweetie" is adorable pinned> > > > on my granddaughters, who of course are> > > > sweet beyond measure! "Sweetie" doesn't> > > > go with my outfit and I don't need a label> > > > pinned on me like a name tag at Nursery> > > > School. I will not get lost. I promise. I have> > > > on occasion, asked the bearer of these> > > > cheerful greetings to please not call me> > > > "Sweetie" or "Dear" and I tell them what I tell> > > > you, it sounds so patronizing. Well, then we> > > > are each embarrassed and falling over each> > > > other to explain ourselves. More often than> > > > not my husband and I roll our eyes at each> > > > other,

grimace and say nothing.> > > > Another one of my pet peeves is when I see> > > > a senior treated like a twit! You know what I> > > > mean. If you don't see or hear well, conversation is directed at a > third party as if your brain is dead and you can't make your own > decisions. "Is she tolerating her medication?" a nurse asked me about > my blind> > > > grandmother. "I don't know, ask her," was> > > > my immediate reply. "Would she like soup or> > > > salad?" was asked of me on another day> > > > but my answer was the same, "I don't know,> > > > ask her." > > > > I love seniors. I am one, and nobody asked me about my pet peeves > but at least nobody calls me "sweetie" when I voice my opinion.> > > > > >

MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ Nasturtiums> > Don't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!> >>

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Jack and other Grandparents

I know as kids scatter seeing grandchildren gets more and more difficult

to arrange. So, I encourage the use of today's technology in any way.

This goes from phone to lots of pictures emailed of every event to even

webcam. I know people think of webcams as being used in far different

ways online, but they are inexpensive and to me it would just really

seem like a great way to see each other as you talked and the kids could

show you things. Just a thought.

> > >

> > > Hi everybody... I was looking at some of my past writings and I

> > thought you might enjoy this little piece. I so miss writing (and

> > can see today where I could have " done a better job " on this).

> > Writers and artists have a tough time knowing when to " stop

> > tweaking " .

> > >

> > > My illness has taken from me the ability to write as I used to.

> > Well...anyway. ......... ......... ...

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > Senior Mental Health Program Newsletter Vol. 7 No. 3 Fall, 2003 -

>

> > Page 8

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > PET PEEVES

> > >

> > > I don't know about you, but words like

> > >

> > > " Honey " , " Sweetie " , and " Dear " are pet

> > >

> > > names for my husband, children and grandchildren.

> > >

> > > I do not like these words delivered

> > >

> > > to me from a waitress along with my meal.

> > >

> > > Nor do I appreciate the familiarity of these

> > >

> > > words when spoken by a store clerk, the

> > >

> > > person who cuts my hair or the lady at the

> > >

> > > checkout stand at the grocery store. Waiting

> > >

> > > in my doctor's office, I am immediately

> > >

> > > piqued when the receptionist and/or nurse

> > >

> > > call me " Sweetie " . I have a name. I won't

> > >

> > > get confused. Please don't patronize me

> > >

> > > with friendly gestures. Respect me by using

> > >

> > > my name.

> > >

> > > I know, I know, people who use these words

> > >

> > > wish only to be friendly, helpful, warm, encouraging,

> sympathetic,

> > comforting, affectionate and kind. Everything I may need in

> > >

> > > particular circumstances. What I don't need

> > >

> > > is feeling impersonal in my particular circumstance.

> > >

> > > I think " Sweetie " is adorable pinned

> > >

> > > on my granddaughters, who of course are

> > >

> > > sweet beyond measure! " Sweetie " doesn't

> > >

> > > go with my outfit and I don't need a label

> > >

> > > pinned on me like a name tag at Nursery

> > >

> > > School. I will not get lost. I promise. I have

> > >

> > > on occasion, asked the bearer of these

> > >

> > > cheerful greetings to please not call me

> > >

> > > " Sweetie " or " Dear " and I tell them what I tell

> > >

> > > you, it sounds so patronizing. Well, then we

> > >

> > > are each embarrassed and falling over each

> > >

> > > other to explain ourselves. More often than

> > >

> > > not my husband and I roll our eyes at each

> > >

> > > other, grimace and say nothing.

> > >

> > > Another one of my pet peeves is when I see

> > >

> > > a senior treated like a twit! You know what I

> > >

> > > mean. If you don't see or hear well, conversation is directed at

> a

> > third party as if your brain is dead and you can't make your own

> > decisions. " Is she tolerating her medication? " a nurse asked me

> about

> > my blind

> > >

> > > grandmother. " I don't know, ask her, " was

> > >

> > > my immediate reply. " Would she like soup or

> > >

> > > salad? " was asked of me on another day

> > >

> > > but my answer was the same, " I don't know,

> > >

> > > ask her. "

> > >

> > > I love seniors. I am one, and nobody asked me about my pet

> peeves

> > but at least nobody calls me " sweetie " when I voice my opinion.

> > >

> > >

> > > MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ Nasturtiums

> > > Don't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!

> > >

> >

>

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Kerry, the web cam is a great suggestion. I hadn't thought of it. We do telephone, but also seeing would make it a different experince, particularly when the really little ones change so quickly. There are only seven grandchildren and four great grands with one more on the way. Establishing traditions with them is also a good continuing connection. Since the girl grandchildren (there's only one grandson) were talking, they have always gotten a school type valentine with a five dollar bill enclosed. A few years back I thought that I should drop it, thinking that they had outgrown them, but I got holy hell and sent late ones and never missed since. Two are now in

their early thirties, the girl is a doctor in LA, and the boy has a doctorate in engineering and is a professor.

Jack

Re: to Jack on the "Life" philosophy

Jack and other GrandparentsI know as kids scatter seeing grandchildren gets more and more difficultto arrange. So, I encourage the use of today's technology in any way.This goes from phone to lots of pictures emailed of every event to evenwebcam. I know people think of webcams as being used in far differentways online, but they are inexpensive and to me it would just reallyseem like a great way to see each other as you talked and the kids couldshow you things. Just a thought.> > >> > > Hi everybody... I was looking at some of my past writings and I> > thought you might enjoy this little piece. I so miss writing (and> > can see today where I could have "done a better job" on this).> > Writers and artists have a tough time knowing when to "stop> > tweaking".> > >> > > My illness has taken from me the ability to write as I used to.>

> Well...anyway. ......... ......... ...> > >> > >> > >> > > Senior Mental Health Program Newsletter Vol. 7 No. 3 Fall, 2003 ->> > Page 8> > >> > >> > >> > > PET PEEVES> > >> > > I don't know about you, but words like> > >> > > "Honey", "Sweetie", and "Dear" are pet> > >> > > names for my husband, children and grandchildren.> > >> > > I do not like these words delivered> > >> > > to me from a waitress along with my meal.> > >> > > Nor do I appreciate the familiarity of these> > >> > > words when spoken by a store clerk, the> > >> > > person who cuts my hair or the lady at the> > >> > > checkout stand

at the grocery store. Waiting> > >> > > in my doctor's office, I am immediately> > >> > > piqued when the receptionist and/or nurse> > >> > > call me "Sweetie". I have a name. I won't> > >> > > get confused. Please don't patronize me> > >> > > with friendly gestures. Respect me by using> > >> > > my name.> > >> > > I know, I know, people who use these words> > >> > > wish only to be friendly, helpful, warm, encouraging,> sympathetic,> > comforting, affectionate and kind. Everything I may need in> > >> > > particular circumstances. What I don't need> > >> > > is feeling impersonal in my particular circumstance.> > >> > > I think "Sweetie" is adorable

pinned> > >> > > on my granddaughters, who of course are> > >> > > sweet beyond measure! "Sweetie" doesn't> > >> > > go with my outfit and I don't need a label> > >> > > pinned on me like a name tag at Nursery> > >> > > School. I will not get lost. I promise. I have> > >> > > on occasion, asked the bearer of these> > >> > > cheerful greetings to please not call me> > >> > > "Sweetie" or "Dear" and I tell them what I tell> > >> > > you, it sounds so patronizing. Well, then we> > >> > > are each embarrassed and falling over each> > >> > > other to explain ourselves. More often than> > >> > > not my husband and I roll our eyes at each> >

>> > > other, grimace and say nothing.> > >> > > Another one of my pet peeves is when I see> > >> > > a senior treated like a twit! You know what I> > >> > > mean. If you don't see or hear well, conversation is directed at> a> > third party as if your brain is dead and you can't make your own> > decisions. "Is she tolerating her medication?" a nurse asked me> about> > my blind> > >> > > grandmother. "I don't know, ask her," was> > >> > > my immediate reply. "Would she like soup or> > >> > > salad?" was asked of me on another day> > >> > > but my answer was the same, "I don't know,> > >> > > ask her."> > >> > > I love seniors. I am one, and nobody asked me about my

pet> peeves> > but at least nobody calls me "sweetie" when I voice my opinion.> > >> > >> > > MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ Nasturtiums> > > Don't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!> > >> >>

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I don't consider Sher a barker. She is one the nicest down to earth people I've ever met. Where did you get your life philosphy at.

Steve 60 from WA IPF 2006 Parkinsons 2008

Alzheimers 2008

Reply-To: Breathe-Support To: Breathe-Support Subject: to Jack on the "Life" philosophyDate: Thu, 03 Jul 2008 14:16:09 -0000

Jack,This wasn't Sher's philosophy, this was my reply to the barking I heard. This was a joke my brother sent to the family a couple weeks back. The best reply sent was my cousin who said my Dad got the last 2 phases reversed. He used to be a barker and now is entertaining his grandkids. My Dad is 71 and I promise you was giving my husband and my sister in law (who is only 29) a run for their money in the pool entertaining the kids. The 3 of them were swimming under water so the kids could surf on them and then bucking around like horses giving the kids rides and making waves. My Dad is inspiring and I tell people it's so him just showing off to his 37 year old daughter how much he can do while I am "currently" limited. My Dad still ref's kids soccer (he says he can only keep up w/ the little ones, he's ref'd my whole life), plays golf as many days a week as he can, and does yardwork to outdo any gardener. My kids are having a blast w/ him in this "monkey" stage which I hope lasts for the next 30 years. He has his occasional barking moments, but thankfully they are not the rule.Kerry37 IPF '01 S. IN> >> > Hi everybody... I was looking at some of my past writings and I > thought you might enjoy this little piece. I so miss writing (and > can see today where I could have "done a better job" on this). > Writers and artists have a tough time knowing when to "stop > tweaking". > > > > My illness has taken from me the ability to write as I used to. > Well...anyway. ......... ......... ...> > > > > > > > Senior Mental Health Program Newsletter Vol. 7 No. 3 Fall, 2003 -> Page 8> > > > > > > > PET PEEVES> > > > I don't know about you, but words like> > > > "Honey", "Sweetie", and "Dear" are pet> > > > names for my husband, children and grandchildren.> > > > I do not like these words delivered> > > > to me from a waitress along with my meal.> > > > Nor do I appreciate the familiarity of these> > > > words when spoken by a store clerk, the> > > > person who cuts my hair or the lady at the> > > > checkout stand at the grocery store. Waiting> > > > in my doctor's office, I am immediately> > > > piqued when the receptionist and/or nurse> > > > call me "Sweetie". I have a name. I won't> > > > get confused. Please don't patronize me> > > > with friendly gestures. Respect me by using> > > > my name. > > > > I know, I know, people who use these words> > > > wish only to be friendly, helpful, warm, encouraging, sympathetic, > comforting, affectionate and kind. Everything I may need in> > > > particular circumstances. What I don't need> > > > is feeling impersonal in my particular circumstance.> > > > I think "Sweetie" is adorable pinned> > > > on my granddaughters, who of course are> > > > sweet beyond measure! "Sweetie" doesn't> > > > go with my outfit and I don't need a label> > > > pinned on me like a name tag at Nursery> > > > School. I will not get lost. I promise. I have> > > > on occasion, asked the bearer of these> > > > cheerful greetings to please not call me> > > > "Sweetie" or "Dear" and I tell them what I tell> > > > you, it sounds so patronizing. Well, then we> > > > are each embarrassed and falling over each> > > > other to explain ourselves. More often than> > > > not my husband and I roll our eyes at each> > > > other, grimace and say nothing.> > > > Another one of my pet peeves is when I see> > > > a senior treated like a twit! You know what I> > > > mean. If you don't see or hear well, conversation is directed at a > third party as if your brain is dead and you can't make your own > decisions. "Is she tolerating her medication?" a nurse asked me about > my blind> > > > grandmother. "I don't know, ask her," was> > > > my immediate reply. "Would she like soup or> > > > salad?" was asked of me on another day> > > > but my answer was the same, "I don't know,> > > > ask her." > > > > I love seniors. I am one, and nobody asked me about my pet peeves > but at least nobody calls me "sweetie" when I voice my opinion.> > > > > > MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ Nasturtiums> > Don't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!> >>

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Kerry, Please ignore the last post. I guess I'm super confused tonite. I understood barking to be a negative in your philosophy. But evidently it's positive or good. sorry for the misunderstanding.

Steve 60 from WA IPF 2006 Parkinsons 2008

Alzheimers 2008

Reply-To: Breathe-Support To: Breathe-Support Subject: RE: to Jack on the "Life" philosophyDate: Thu, 03 Jul 2008 18:12:10 -0700

I don't consider Sher a barker. She is one the nicest down to earth people I've ever met. Where did you get your life philosphy at.

Steve 60 from WA IPF 2006 Parkinsons 2008

Alzheimers 2008

From: "Kerry" <kerrygeron>Reply-To: Breathe-Support To: Breathe-Support Subject: to Jack on the "Life" philosophyDate: Thu, 03 Jul 2008 14:16:09 -0000

Jack,This wasn't Sher's philosophy, this was my reply to the barking I heard. This was a joke my brother sent to the family a couple weeks back. The best reply sent was my cousin who said my Dad got the last 2 phases reversed. He used to be a barker and now is entertaining his grandkids. My Dad is 71 and I promise you was giving my husband and my sister in law (who is only 29) a run for their money in the pool entertaining the kids. The 3 of them were swimming under water so the kids could surf on them and then bucking around like horses giving the kids rides and making waves. My Dad is inspiring and I tell people it's so him just showing off to his 37 year old daughter how much he can do while I am "currently" limited. My Dad still ref's kids soccer (he says he can only keep up w/ the little ones, he's ref'd my whole life), plays golf as many days a week as he can, and does yardwork to outdo any gardener. My kids are having a blast w/ him in this "monkey" stage which I hope lasts for the next 30 years. He has his occasional barking moments, but thankfully they are not the rule.Kerry37 IPF '01 S. IN> >> > Hi everybody... I was looking at some of my past writings and I > thought you might enjoy this little piece. I so miss writing (and > can see today where I could have "done a better job" on this). > Writers and artists have a tough time knowing when to "stop > tweaking". > > > > My illness has taken from me the ability to write as I used to. > Well...anyway. ......... ......... ...> > > > > > > > Senior Mental Health Program Newsletter Vol. 7 No. 3 Fall, 2003 -> Page 8> > > > > > > > PET PEEVES> > > > I don't know about you, but words like> > > > "Honey", "Sweetie", and "Dear" are pet> > > > names for my husband, children and grandchildren.> > > > I do not like these words delivered> > > > to me from a waitress along with my meal.> > > > Nor do I appreciate the familiarity of these> > > > words when spoken by a store clerk, the> > > > person who cuts my hair or the lady at the> > > > checkout stand at the grocery store. Waiting> > > > in my doctor's office, I am immediately> > > > piqued when the receptionist and/or nurse> > > > call me "Sweetie". I have a name. I won't> > > > get confused. Please don't patronize me> > > > with friendly gestures. Respect me by using> > > > my name. > > > > I know, I know, people who use these words> > > > wish only to be friendly, helpful, warm, encouraging, sympathetic, > comforting, affectionate and kind. Everything I may need in> > > > particular circumstances. What I don't need> > > > is feeling impersonal in my particular circumstance.> > > > I think "Sweetie" is adorable pinned> > > > on my granddaughters, who of course are> > > > sweet beyond measure! "Sweetie" doesn't> > > > go with my outfit and I don't need a label> > > > pinned on me like a name tag at Nursery> > > > School. I will not get lost. I promise. I have> > > > on occasion, asked the bearer of these> > > > cheerful greetings to please not call me> > > > "Sweetie" or "Dear" and I tell them what I tell> > > > you, it sounds so patronizing. Well, then we> > > > are each embarrassed and falling over each> > > > other to explain ourselves. More often than> > > > not my husband and I roll our eyes at each> > > > other, grimace and say nothing.> > > > Another one of my pet peeves is when I see> > > > a senior treated like a twit! You know what I> > > > mean. If you don't see or hear well, conversation is directed at a > third party as if your brain is dead and you can't make your own > decisions. "Is she tolerating her medication?" a nurse asked me about > my blind> > > > grandmother. "I don't know, ask her," was> > > > my immediate reply. "Would she like soup or> > > > salad?" was asked of me on another day> > > > but my answer was the same, "I don't know,> > > > ask her." > > > > I love seniors. I am one, and nobody asked me about my pet peeves > but at least nobody calls me "sweetie" when I voice my opinion.> > > > > > MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ Nasturtiums> > Don't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!> >>