I had to share this photo of my grandson. He was celebrating the annual festival for St. Martin with the other children in the kindergarten. After a short ceremony in the church, the children all walk through the town with lanterns they made with a candle inside. The kids all have fun, and the adults enjoy it too. After walking through town, a grilled bratwurst and heated spiced wine is a treat enjoyed by all. Of course the kids have punch with no alcoholI'm now back in the states, so it's time to go back to work. I can say I'm lucky to have a job. After my trip to Europe I saw that hard times have struck everywhere. I started working a great program when I was in Germany, and it is doing great. You're not going to become instantly rich, like so many claim, and it does require some time and work on your part, but if you stick to it the results will surprise you. The way things are looking it's a good idea to have a business of your own.
I have to part with a joke:
A farmer walked into a bar and saw the local tractor salesman sitting there, head hung low, obviously upset, drowning his sorrows in his beer.
"What's up, John?" asked the farmer.
"Gosh Bob, I'll tell you what ... if I don't sell a tractor soon, I'm gonna have to close my shop."
"Now John, things could be worse," said Bob.
"How do you figure?" asked John.
"Well, John - you know my ornery cow, Bessie? I went to milk her this morning and she just kept flicking her tail in my face. So I grabbed a piece of rope and tied it up to the rafter. Then, the nasty thing went and kicked the bucket away! So I tied her leg to the wall. Then she kicked my stool right out from underneath me! But I was out of rope. So I took my belt off and used it to tie her other leg to the other side of the stall. Well wouldn't you just know it...my damn pants fell down.
And John, if you can convince my wife that I was in there to MILK that cow, I'll buy a tractor from you TODAY!"
"What's up, John?" asked the farmer.
"Gosh Bob, I'll tell you what ... if I don't sell a tractor soon, I'm gonna have to close my shop."
"Now John, things could be worse," said Bob.
"How do you figure?" asked John.
"Well, John - you know my ornery cow, Bessie? I went to milk her this morning and she just kept flicking her tail in my face. So I grabbed a piece of rope and tied it up to the rafter. Then, the nasty thing went and kicked the bucket away! So I tied her leg to the wall. Then she kicked my stool right out from underneath me! But I was out of rope. So I took my belt off and used it to tie her other leg to the other side of the stall. Well wouldn't you just know it...my damn pants fell down.
And John, if you can convince my wife that I was in there to MILK that cow, I'll buy a tractor from you TODAY!"
Good day. Ken
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