Memories of the Church at Tenent,
Englishtown NJ.
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In my youth I walked among the pews,
Brought here by my Father,
Whose reverence of history,
Lives on within me.
The smell of must tinging the air,
Of that little white Tenent Church.
I remember the awe I felt,
My hands running over blood,
Left 200 years before.
A more powerful memorial,
Then those slabs of remembrance,
Planted in the graveyard,
Cold and lifeless.
So many I remember....
Crumbling masonry,
Words hardly legible,
Marking those who came
And never returned.
Blood stained colonial pews,
Where young men laid,
Wounded and dying,
In the throws of the birth of this nation.
An ocean away, I remember the photographs,
A sight never witnessed although,
Is forever etched in my mind.
Rows upon rows of white crosses,
Spread out acre upon acre.
Young blood shed for conviction,
Of men giving the ultimate gift.
On this day I remember,
The many lives given for freedom,
So many forgotten,
This gift, taken for granted.
Paid for with the blood of sacrifice,
So that I may live as I do today.
© May 24 1998
jeanne marie
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Gray rainy day thots
Sitting here quietly enjoying a rainy, gray afternoon ( not the "norm for northern Az), I began thinking about the east coast--and recalled this poem I wrote a long time ago--it seems sometimes to be another lifetime. So, here it is :)
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Assateague
A lone angler casts his hopes into the surf,
quietly sitting, contemplating life.
At peace with the surrounding silence of nature.
An occasional stroller along the shoreline,
water teasing the feet, quietly washing away footprints.
Wind whipped grass swaying on storm flattened dunes.
The expanse of the great gray Atlantic greeting the eye,
water cool to the touch.
The shoreline hammered by the surf,
manipulated by the whim of the sea.
Forever changing, yet somehow the same.
Sandpipers dancing with the surf,
as little children not wanting to wet their feet.
Tiny creatures of the sand, blowing bubbles
as the waves recede from the shore.
Living pools, remnants of the high tide,
entrapping creatures of the sea.
Shattered shells, the horseshoe crab,
an occasional starfish, littering the sand.
Further inland, egrets roost in the trees,
appearing as snowy white ornaments
in the early morning light.
Petite sika deer, wild ponies of lore,
inhabit the meadows, feasting on the salty grass.
The lowly clam, making its home
amongst the sandy bottom of the cove.
Mussels tenuously moored to the cordgrass.
The heron, distinctive, regal in stance,
parading through the brackish pools
in search of sustenance.
The crab, claws raised up
to ward off the impending assailant.
The piping plover, nesting on the protected sand of their
ancestors.
Ever present gulls laughing on the breeze, mocking
mankind.
Still it remains, this beautiful land,
"this place across" the water,
even amongst the marks of man.
The beauty of all things wild and free.
© Jeanne Marie Fusco November 1997
Chincoteauge Island Virgina
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Assateague
A lone angler casts his hopes into the surf,
quietly sitting, contemplating life.
At peace with the surrounding silence of nature.
An occasional stroller along the shoreline,
water teasing the feet, quietly washing away footprints.
Wind whipped grass swaying on storm flattened dunes.
The expanse of the great gray Atlantic greeting the eye,
water cool to the touch.
The shoreline hammered by the surf,
manipulated by the whim of the sea.
Forever changing, yet somehow the same.
Sandpipers dancing with the surf,
as little children not wanting to wet their feet.
Tiny creatures of the sand, blowing bubbles
as the waves recede from the shore.
Living pools, remnants of the high tide,
entrapping creatures of the sea.
Shattered shells, the horseshoe crab,
an occasional starfish, littering the sand.
Further inland, egrets roost in the trees,
appearing as snowy white ornaments
in the early morning light.
Petite sika deer, wild ponies of lore,
inhabit the meadows, feasting on the salty grass.
The lowly clam, making its home
amongst the sandy bottom of the cove.
Mussels tenuously moored to the cordgrass.
The heron, distinctive, regal in stance,
parading through the brackish pools
in search of sustenance.
The crab, claws raised up
to ward off the impending assailant.
The piping plover, nesting on the protected sand of their
ancestors.
Ever present gulls laughing on the breeze, mocking
mankind.
Still it remains, this beautiful land,
"this place across" the water,
even amongst the marks of man.
The beauty of all things wild and free.
© Jeanne Marie Fusco November 1997
Chincoteauge Island Virgina
Monday, July 14, 2008
Mental Prisons by Bob Proctor
Some time ago I did a show on Habits. They play an important role in your life. Like many aspects of your life, habits can be considered both a blessing and a curse. Robert Russell in his magnificent little book "You Try It" wrote that habit was God's way of making good automatic in your life.
I had a wonderful friend in Atlanta, the late Dr. Jay Dishman, who wrote an excellent article about habit in his monthly newsletter dated February 1985. I have shared Dr. Dishman's article with thousands of people around the world. Today I want to share it with you. Here goes!
"Recently I visited Alcatraz Prison. Once it housed the most hardened of criminals. Today it is open to tourists under the direction of the United States Parks Department. Many men have tried to escape Alcatraz; no one is known to have succeeded. As I listened to the tour guide explain the impossibility of escape, I thought of other prisons equally confining but where the doors are never locked, no guards walk the halls, and escape is encouraged and possible. That prison is Habit."
Our habit is thinking about ourselves and our environment as a jail or a paradise. We need but to look around us to see people who are rich emotionally and materially because they think and feel rich. We also see people who are laden with emotional and material debt because they think lack. Some are inspired with vision, others are encumbered with doubt. Some are moved by ambition, others feel safer in monotony. Some reach for the mountain tops, others huddle in the pits. Some seek opportunity, others wait for it to knock. The sad fact is that more people are confined by their thoughts than are fed by them.
Negative thinking shuts us in a prison, but there is a way out. The apostle Paul said, "Be transformed by the renewal of your mind." Paul knew a lot about prisons, both physical and mental. You renew your life by renewing your mind. You renew your mind when you change your habit of thinking.
Dr. Jay Dishman helped thousands change their habit of thinking in his lifetime. Now hopefully he has helped you.
Bob Proctor
Bob Proctor is a speaker, personal success coach and author of the best selling book "You Were Born Rich." Join Bob and some of his closest friends on October 18. Go to: www.insightoftheday.com/cruise for all the information.
I had a wonderful friend in Atlanta, the late Dr. Jay Dishman, who wrote an excellent article about habit in his monthly newsletter dated February 1985. I have shared Dr. Dishman's article with thousands of people around the world. Today I want to share it with you. Here goes!
"Recently I visited Alcatraz Prison. Once it housed the most hardened of criminals. Today it is open to tourists under the direction of the United States Parks Department. Many men have tried to escape Alcatraz; no one is known to have succeeded. As I listened to the tour guide explain the impossibility of escape, I thought of other prisons equally confining but where the doors are never locked, no guards walk the halls, and escape is encouraged and possible. That prison is Habit."
Our habit is thinking about ourselves and our environment as a jail or a paradise. We need but to look around us to see people who are rich emotionally and materially because they think and feel rich. We also see people who are laden with emotional and material debt because they think lack. Some are inspired with vision, others are encumbered with doubt. Some are moved by ambition, others feel safer in monotony. Some reach for the mountain tops, others huddle in the pits. Some seek opportunity, others wait for it to knock. The sad fact is that more people are confined by their thoughts than are fed by them.
Negative thinking shuts us in a prison, but there is a way out. The apostle Paul said, "Be transformed by the renewal of your mind." Paul knew a lot about prisons, both physical and mental. You renew your life by renewing your mind. You renew your mind when you change your habit of thinking.
Dr. Jay Dishman helped thousands change their habit of thinking in his lifetime. Now hopefully he has helped you.
Bob Proctor
Bob Proctor is a speaker, personal success coach and author of the best selling book "You Were Born Rich." Join Bob and some of his closest friends on October 18. Go to: www.insightoftheday.com/cruise for all the information.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Jump-Start Beverage Sales with Energy Drinks
The $6.6 billion energy-drink market is the place to be, especially for operators targeting the Gen-Y audience.
By Allison Perlik, Senior Editor -- Restaurants and Institutions, 5/19/2008 3:43:00 PM
If energy drinks aren’t yet on your menu or even your radar, consider this eye-popping news: The market for energy-boosting beverages has ballooned by more than 400% over the past five years. Sales have grown from $1.2 billion in 2002 to an estimated $6.6 billion in 2007, according to market-research firm Packaged Facts, which projects that the market will reach $9.3 billion by 2011.
“People are busy. They have a lot going on, they’re tired and that quick little pick-me-up has become very popular,” says Beverage Manager Jason Passmore at Houston-based casual-dining chain Joe’s Crab Shack, which introduced three energy-drink cocktails last May and recently added an alcohol-free version flavored with passion-fruit syrup.
At Joe’s, caffeine-fueled drinks such as the Starburst (an energy drink mixed with orange rum and citrus-vanilla Italian liqueur) appeal most to the 25-and-under crowd who may be kicking off a night out with dinner, Passmore says, noting that the mixed drinks outsell the energy drinks served on their own.
Findings from market researcher Mintel International show that younger diners are indeed driving sales in the segment: More than 30% of teen-agers and consumers age 25 or younger say they drink energy drinks, compared to 14% of adults.
to read the rest of the article, click HERE
By Allison Perlik, Senior Editor -- Restaurants and Institutions, 5/19/2008 3:43:00 PM
If energy drinks aren’t yet on your menu or even your radar, consider this eye-popping news: The market for energy-boosting beverages has ballooned by more than 400% over the past five years. Sales have grown from $1.2 billion in 2002 to an estimated $6.6 billion in 2007, according to market-research firm Packaged Facts, which projects that the market will reach $9.3 billion by 2011.
“People are busy. They have a lot going on, they’re tired and that quick little pick-me-up has become very popular,” says Beverage Manager Jason Passmore at Houston-based casual-dining chain Joe’s Crab Shack, which introduced three energy-drink cocktails last May and recently added an alcohol-free version flavored with passion-fruit syrup.
At Joe’s, caffeine-fueled drinks such as the Starburst (an energy drink mixed with orange rum and citrus-vanilla Italian liqueur) appeal most to the 25-and-under crowd who may be kicking off a night out with dinner, Passmore says, noting that the mixed drinks outsell the energy drinks served on their own.
Findings from market researcher Mintel International show that younger diners are indeed driving sales in the segment: More than 30% of teen-agers and consumers age 25 or younger say they drink energy drinks, compared to 14% of adults.
to read the rest of the article, click HERE
Character
"People of character do the right thing, not because they think it will change the world but because they refuse to be changed by the world."
Actor and Author of Michael Josephson
Radio Commentator
Actor and Author of Michael Josephson
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