Friday, July 15, 2011



Always check your "junk mail" and "spam" files before you delete them.  Those email "filters" are mindless, and even though they do a pretty good job separating the wheat from the chaff, once in a while you'll find important emails have been dumped into the "junk" bin.

That's happened to me on several occasions.  For example, here are two I saved from eternal destruction just this week:


Barbara and I are staying cool.  We are in Oregon for 9 days.  We went to Crater Lake, where only part of the road is open.  Part is closed due to snow.  The part that is OPEN has 15 foot snowbanks. Barbara and I still hope to eventually make it to LDL some day.  Barbara is retiring on Oct. 3rd.

And this one from OBIE OAKLEY:

  Was sorry to read of Cal's (Reneau) passing.  Here is a little military human interest story the class might appreciate.
  As the obituary reported, Cal did two tours as a Marine infantryman.  He was often in the thick of things and during one such situation his unit was being attacked on all side by the North Vietnamese.  Things were not looking good when they called for air strikes by Marine close air support.  The jets responded, did their job and the North Vietnamese were repulsed.
  It was not until later that Cal learned that the leader of the Marine air attack was his high school classmate, Pat Faulkner.
  True story! 
Thanks Obie, that is a great story!

I sure am glad I saved it from the "spam" file.

Incidentally, speaking of "separating the wheat from the chaff" That is a Bible quote that has been used so often that it is now considered nothing more than a cliche. But how many people know exactly what chaff is?

I didn't.

Wheat Chaff
Chaff (play /ˈɑːf/[1] or /ˈæf/) is the dry, scaly protective casings of the seeds of cereal grain, or similar fine, dry, scaly plant material such as scaly parts of flowers, or finely chopped straw. Chaff is inedible for humans, but livestock can eat it and in agriculture it is used as livestock fodder, or is a waste material ploughed into the soil or burnt.

When I was a boy, we didn't have a washing machine or a dryer, so Mom would hang our clothes and sheets on the clothesline in the back yard to dry.  Often, she would call my sister and me from her work and tell us that it looked like a storm was coming we would need to bring in the sheets.

For years I thought the name of that song we sang at St. John's church almost every Sunday was "Bringing in the Sheets."   -Ed


A sheaf is one of the large bundles in which cereal plants are bound after reaping. (Plural is sheaves)