Peterson Tells Bedtime Stories

HELLO FOLKS — Minds are like parachutes, they function only when open. Some folks demand the benefits of the doubt you when there isn't any.

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EX-PESIDENT John Quincy Adams was asked as he was nearing his death, "how are you." He had this to say. "Thank you, sir! John Quincy Adams, himself, is quite well. thank you. But the house in, which he lives at present is becoming quite dilapidated, It is tottering upon it's foundations. Time and the seasons have nearly destroyed it. It's roof is pretty well worn out. Its walls are much shattered, and it trembles with every wind. The old tenement is becoming almost uninhabitable, and I think John Quincy Adams will have to move out of it soon; but he, himself, is quite well, sir, quite well."

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Grandmother was visiting at the little girl's home. One Sunday morning she gave her a dime to give in Sunday School. When Janet returned home, her grandmother asked her if she put the dime in the collection.

"No I didn't Grandma," the little girl replied. "But, my dear, why didn't you?" Grandma asked.

"Because I found a wonderful bargain, Grandma. You see, it was this way: I met a poor old man pushing one of those ice cream carts, and I stopped and asked him if he ever went to church, and he said he did, every Sunday. Then I said, 'Mister, if I give you this dime for two ice cream cones, will you give it to the church?' and he said, 'Sure, kiddo!' So I gave him the dime and he gave me two cones, Now, how's that for a bargain?" the little girl said.