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Showing posts with label Comments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Comments. Show all posts

Sunday, September 15, 2013

In My House

I gave birth to this blog. It's mine. From inception it was intended as a gift to my grandchildren. I welcome all readers/visitors with an extended hand, and I hope, a warm smile. When a visitor enters my home I say,  "Please, have a seat and I'll pour the coffee."  I extend the same warm hand for this blog.

When one enters another person's home, and accepts their hospitality, it's rude to spit on the rug or leave tinkle stains all over the toilet.

Now I'm quite aware Southern hospitality and etiquette can be extremely difficult to understand and isn't practiced, for the most part, in other areas of our country - but common sense should be...it's all I ask.

Do not use foul language, please, when you leave a comment on my blog.

There is a very good chance my eight year old granddaughter will stumble upon it. Foul language, curse words, are normally spewed when one lacks a working vocabulary. I should know. As a young man decked out in my dress blues, draped over a bar or table with my fist filled with a bottle of beer I could cuss a blue streak. Yet, when in the presence of a lady or my elders, the rain of terror came to a complete halt. So I do understand. Class tells...

Thank you.

Stephen



   

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Query

Show of hands - when you post a comment to this humble blog, how many hit the subscribe button?

I've often lost sleep over the fact it sometimes has taken me days to respond to your kind comments, either way, your answers will help in my comfort, sleep patterns, and daily routine. If an extra cup of coffee is necessary, prior to bed, I will make every attempt possible to respond in a timely manner. 


Or not.

Thank you.

Stephen


Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Comment On My 'Like of Guns'

A comment left this morning on my first post, 'A Beginning Ramble.'


adlomstk said...
I'm glad you were there for the little girl. To me-she has no parents, leaving her alone for that length of time. They are lucky to have her, and even luckier that you watched her that morning! You have a very kind heart even if you like the guns!
Stephen said...
adlomstk, Thank you for your kind comment. It's nice to know it's possible for me to have a kind heart even if I like 'the guns.' Perhaps my lifelong membership in the gun culture and love of firearms had a direct correlation to the little girl's safety......