Vol. 14, No. 3, July 23, 2001

 Friday Potpourri

Monger, Hyodo
Chris Monger [L] and Mike Hyodo, greeting members and guests – maybe.

After the opening bell by President Goldfarb, Mike Hyodo gave the invocation, “The Difference” [see below]. Chris Monger greeted three visiting Rotarians and a host of guests of Rotarians. Special applause went to Stan Dickison, Past District Governor.

Sergeant At Arms Jay Powers is getting the hang of it, warming up to his duties. He didn’t collect any money from Don Deasy for blatant advertising at the Mt. Si Golf Course for the Quincy Valley Golf Course and RV Park. Don admitted that is was also the local rendering plant.

In a related email exchange:

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Mahoney: An unpretentious little wine, which travels well to the Puget Sound. I believe you can find this next to the RV camp. Or, is it the golf course in Quincy?

Deasy: Ah, 1999, one of Quincy's best vintages. Found in the Wine Section at your neighborhood John Deere dealer.

Lingenbrink: Nice, very nice.  Tremendous bouquet and nose and a lingering palate not unlike a can of STP!

Jay Powers with costly hole sponsor sign.

Steve Waltar gave up $2.00 for his recent mailing of the newsletter “Pocket Watch.” Goldfarb wanted to know what Walter’s classification was.

John DeWater was absent, but the sign touting Lawrence the Florist as a hole sponsor got extra coverage as it was still on the Mt. Si course late into the afternoon. Someone rescued the sign for use at a later time and place.

      Mike HyodoThe Difference
      Delivered as part
      of the invocation
      by Mike Hyodo

      I got up early one morning
      And rushed right into the day;
      I had so much to accomplish
      That I didn’t have time to pray.

      Problems just tumbled about me,
      And heavier came each task;
      “Why doesn’t God help me?”
      I wondered.
      He answered, “You didn’t ask.”

      I wanted to see joy and beauty,
      But the day toiled on gray and bleak;
      I wondered why God didn’t show me.
      He said, “But you didn’t seek.”

      I tried to come into God’s presence;
      I used all my keys in the lock.
      God gently and lovingly chided,
      “My child, you didn’t knock.”

      I woke up early this morning,
      And paused before entering the day;
      I had so much to accomplish
      That I had to take time to pray.

– Unknown Author