Ideas and memories

Here’s a good truism that fits all people always. Fortune comes to those who smile. Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.

We can make this world either a palace or a prison. The choice is ours.

Mark Twain said, “The human race has only one really effective weapon and that is laughter. Against the assault of laughter, nothing can stand.”

I like this one. “Smiles are the language of love.” Let’s think about the adverse. That’s a no-no.

Sometimes I can’t find what I’m looking for, but I find things I’m not looking for. For example, I found a poem my brother Roddy (Russ) wrote for my brother Tony. I don’t know about poetry, but if it expresses a sweet thought, I like it.

Here’s what Roddy wrote:

“Who would follow me from dusk to dawn?

To keep up with me he would run like a fawn!

He looked up to me

No matter where we would be.

The love in his eyes was there for the world to see. Big brother, that was me.”

When my brother Tony died, the world was not the same. He died in a scuba diving accident. He was a principal on Long Island. He loved his kids and knew their names by heart.

I want to leave you with this comforting thought. Whenever I lose someone I love or respect, I’m always thankful for what I had. I never grieve for what I lost. My brother Roddy and I were close. He stayed with me before he died. We laughed a lot. I felt that way about my son Rusty and my husband was the same. There were three special Russes in my life. My husband and my brother fought in World War II and came home.

As Bob Hope would say, “Thanks for the memories.”