my careless contagion

It's time again for the retro madness! Buckle up and enjoy (0r hide your chagrin)! Strap on your inflatable pants and off we go!  I can't read what that says, but that bear sure has some stiff legs. I hope the flan helps him loosen up. We'll never know if his playmate shares her flan with him, but I'm pretty sure this is going to be a sticky mess regardless.  Okay, I get eating sardines. They're good for you and all, but this could not be a less appetizing image to promote a product that already has image problems. Is this guy in a dimly-lit cave? Is he hiding in the shadows under someone's eaves? Is he a cellar dweller? I don't know, but I hope I never see him and his meal again.  One of the things I noticed about old ads involving cans was how awkward a shape it is to make appealing. It's just a can. Putting it in the ad doesn't help sell the product.  I guarantee this child will not remember that image in a positive light. He's going to burn t...

My grandmother (the last of my grandparents) passed away a couple of weeks ago. She was born in 1917 during WWI and nearly made it to her 106th birthday. I attended her celebration of life (it didn't feel much like a funeral) and had some thoughts and feelings I'd like to share. My mother wrote the following about her mother and spoke to those who attended these words. God did something at this service I'd like to share at the end. It was a blessing to me.  Thank you for coming today. And thank you for your friendship with my mother. I know each of you was important to her, as was this church. I don’t know how to condense a person’s life into just a few minutes. But I would like to share some of the things my mother taught me. My mother never told me I could do anything I set my heart to do. But she did teach me that — without words — as I observed her life. Those of you who know her well know that when she is determined to do something, she will not be denied. That evident...