Broecker Family

Lesson  1:

A man is  getting into the shower just as his wife is  finishing up her shower, when the doorbell  rings.
The wife  quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs  downstairs.
When she  opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door  neighbor
Before  she says a word, Bob says, ‘I’ll give you $800  to drop that towel.’
After  thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel  and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few  seconds, Bob hands her $800 and  leaves..
The  woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back  upstairs.
When she  gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, ‘Who was  that?’
“It was  Bob the next door neighbor’ she  replies.
‘Great,’  the husband says, ‘did he say anything about the  $800 he owes me?’

Moral of  the story:

If you  share critical information pertaining to credit  and risk with your shareholders in time, you may  be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.

Lesson  2:

A priest  offered a Nun a lift.
She got in and  crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a  leg.
The  priest nearly had an  accident.
After  regaining control of the car, he stealthily slid  his hand up her leg.
The nun  said, ‘Father, remember Psalm 129?’
The  priest removed his hand, but after changing  gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again.  The nun once again said, ‘Father, remember Psalm 129?’
The  priest apologized ‘Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.’
Arriving  at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and  went on her way.
On his  arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look  up Psalm 129.. It said, ‘Go forth and seek,  further up, you will find  glory.’

Moral of  the story:

If you  are not well informed in your job, you might  miss a great opportunity.

Lesson  3:

A sales  rep, an administration clerk, and their manager  are walking to lunch when they find an antique  oil lamp.
They rub  it and a Genie comes out.
‘Me first!  Me first!’ says the admin clerk. ‘I want to be  in the Bahamas , driving a speedboat, without a  care in the world.’
Puff!  She’s gone.
‘Me next!  Me next!’ says the sales rep. ‘I want to be in  Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal  masseuse, with an endless supply of Pina Coladas and  the love of my life.’
Puff! He’s  gone.
‘OK,  you’re up,’ the Genie says to the  manager.
The  manager says, ‘I want those two back in the  office after lunch.’

Moral of  the story:

Always  let your boss have the first  say.

Lesson  4

An eagle  was sitting on a tree resting, doing  nothing.
A small  rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, ‘Can I also  sit like you and do nothing?’
The eagle  answered: ‘Sure, why not.’
So, the  rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and  rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped  on the rabbit and ate it.

Moral of  the story:

To be  sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting  very, very high up.

Lesson  5

A turkey  was chatting with a bull.
‘I would  love to be able to get to the top of that tree’  sighed the turkey, ‘but I haven’t got the  energy.’
‘Well, why  don’t you nibble on some of my droppings’  replied the bull.
They’re packed with  nutrients.’
The turkey  pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually  gave him enough strength to reach the lowest  branch of the tree.
The next  day, after eating some more dung, he reached the  second branch
Finally  after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly  perched at the top of the tree.
He was  promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out  of the tree.

Moral of  the story:

Bull  Shit might get you to the top, but it won’t keep  you there..

Lesson  6

A little  bird was flying south for the winter. It was so  cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into  a large field.
While he  was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some  dung on him..
As the  frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung,  he began to realize how warm he  was.
The dung  was actually thawing him out!
He lay  there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing  for joy.
A  passing cat heard the bird singing and came to  investigate.
Following  the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the  pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and  ate him.

Morals  of the story:

(1) Not  everyone who shits on you is your  enemy;

(2) Not  everyone who gets you out of shit is your  friend; and

(3) When  you’re in deep shit, it’s best to keep your  mouth shut!

THUS  ENDS THE FIVE MINUTE MANAGEMENT  COURSE

The book “Understanding Women” has finally arrived in book stores:

Also available in a 69 CD set.

A drunken cowboy lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh
Amarillo Theater. When the usher came by and noticed this, he
whispered to the cowboy, ‘Sorry, sir, but you’re only allowed one
seat.’

The cowboy groaned but didn’t budge. The usher became more impatient:
‘Sir, if you don’t get up from there I’m going to have to call the
manager.’

Once again, the cowboy just groaned. The usher marched briskly back up the aisle, and in a moment he returned with the manager. Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the cowboy, but with no success.

Finally they summoned the police. The Texas Ranger surveyed the
situation briefly then asked, ‘All right buddy what’s your name?’

‘Fred,’ the cowboy moaned.

‘Where ya from, Fred?’ asked the Ranger.

With terrible pain in his voice, and without moving a muscle, Fred replied,

….”The balcony”…

OK here are those who have said YES YES YES

Bruce/Linda

Kevin

TK/Shari/ME

Tom/Betty

Janet/Karen (sister)

O’Bryan/Taylor

Kurt/Mary

I will make the reservations on Monday about noon.  Mary said the place is a little hard to find.  It’s behind an old funeral home, now Creation Gardens, I’ll give some thought to that,  so look carefully.

OK gang,  now that you have eaten all the leftover Halloween candy it’s time to plan for another monthly dinner.

WHEN:  Thursday, Nov 10^th (again it’s always the second Thursday of the month)

WHERE:    Ghyslain on Market, 721 E. Mkt

TIME:         6pm

Web Address:  http://www.ghyslain.com/restaurants/ghyslain-market/daily-menu

Phone:  690-8645 use this unless you email me

I will make the reservations about noon on Nov 7^th.

Hey gang.

Need one person willing to go with Harry and Me tomorrow night, Thursday, to the Henry Clay hotel and act as “Security” for the Butterfly Ball benefiting the Heuser Hearing and Learning Center.  We will be fed dinner, coat and tie necessary, be there by 5pm and finished about 8pm.

Where did “piss poor” come from?

We older people need to learn something new every day … just to keep the grey matter tuned up.

Where did the expression “Piss Poor” come from? Interesting History:

They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot and then once a day it was taken and sold to the tannery. If you had to do this to survive you were “Piss Poor”. But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn’t even afford to buy a pot … they “didn’t have a pot to piss in” and were the lowest of the low.

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn’t just how you like it, think about how things used to be.

Here are some facts about the 1500s:

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June. However, since they were starting to smell, brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water!”

Houses had thatched roofs – thick straw, piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying, “It’s raining cats and dogs.”

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, “Dirt poor.”

The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold.

(Getting quite an education, aren’t you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme: “Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old”.

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.” They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and “chew the fat”.

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of “holding a wake”.

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be “saved by the bell” or was considered “a dead ringer”.

And that’s the truth.

Now, whoever said History was boring!!! So get out there and educate someone! ~~~

So we just posted up some new photos.  After going through the Attic looking for some old paperwork we found a box of old slides.  We called around and MotoPhoto was the only place that do anything with them.  These slides are over 40 years old and many have faded in color, but we were surprised with what they were able to get.  Check out the digital files at the site: http://broeckerfamily.com/gallery/KurtBroeckerSlides

Those that will be attending the Oct dinner:

Bruce/Linda

Paul/Kay

Brad/Carla Sue

Tom/Betty

Janet

Rod/Peggy

TK/Shari/ME

Kurt/   Mary (maybe)

OK people, IS ANYBODY OUT THERE????

Responding so far:

Bruce/Linda
Kurt/Mary
TK/Shari/ME

Time’s a wastin.  Everyone on vacation?