I recall reading somewhere that music is "stimulating" to folks with dementia. Maybe more study is needed on this.

[sarcasm]Thanks a lot![/sarcasm]

I taught high school for 32 years and I sometimes gave my students names. One guy named Sid became "Sid Vicious", a girl named Olivia Palm became "Olivia Newton-Palm" and so forth. The kids called me "Mister O" and when Kung Fu was on TV, I was "Master O". Fun times.

That's funny. I have identical twin 2 1/2 year old granddaughters and wonder if they are up to pulling tricks on their parents.

A decade? Time flies when you're having fun. Thanks for it all.

When I was at the U of Maine in the late 1950's, there was a campus dog, LeRoy, who wandered about and stayed in dorms and frat houses wherever he felt like. The forestry students would take him to the woods when they were doing studies. I don't think he was anyone's dog but himself. I dropped out of school and went into the army for a while. When I came back, LeRoy must have passed away.

When trout fishing along a stream in CNY, I stepped onto a gravel bar and my foot began to sink into it. It really startled me and I quickly pulled my foot out and walked around it. Quick gravel exists. It probably existed there at that particular moment. I never experienced anything like that again.

Pounding down 48oz. of beer in under 5 minutes is not all that easy by itself.

REminds me of a bad practical joke played on a college buddy. We found a paper of his that he finished and was ready to submit to his professor for grading. We added a page to it that contained a contrived conclusion. The prof and our friend were not amused.

I laughed. My "baby girl" is 40 and when I did something like that to her over 20 years ago, she responded by going out and doing quite well. Tough love is what they call it.

Old joke down here in SW FL is that "the South" ends around Gainesville FL. The map is close on that, but there probably is also a big difference between SE FL and SW FL. Take a look at where I-75 goes and it might give you a clue.

We lived for a year in an apartment complex that had no insulation in wall between adjoining apartments. It was interesting to say the least.

I remember my Dad telling me this years ago. Now at 76, I am experiencing this. Remember when you were a kid how summer vacation seemed like an eternity?

No matter how you put it, the face of evil.

Our oldest son was just horrible when we tried to eat out when he was around 2. We just didn't, ate home or used a drive-in or take out. He finally outgrew it and none of our 3 other children were a problem.