An Englishman roused by a Scot’s scorn of his race,
protested that
he was born an Englishman and hoped to die an Englishman.
“Man,” scoffed
the Scot, “hiv ye nae ambeetion?”
A farm boy accidentally overturned his wagonload of wheat on the road. The farmer that lived nearby came to
investigate. “Hey, Willie,” he called
out, “forget your troubles for a while and come have dinner with us. Then I’ll help you with your wagon.”
“That’s very
nice of you,” Willie answered, “But I don’t think Dad would like me to.”
“Aw, come on
son!” the farmer insisted.
“Well, OK,” the
boy finally agreed, “but Dad won’t like it.”
After a hearty
dinner, Willie thanked the host, “I feel a lot better now, but I know
Dad’s
going to be real upset.”
“Don’t be
silly!” said the neighbour, “By the way, where is he?”
“Under the
wagon,” replied Willie.
Candles to Februs - The ancient Romans burned candles to
Februs,
mother of Mars, on Candlemas Day, hoping for a fertile year. French-American folklore holds that pancakes
eaten on Candlemas Day will prevent hemorrhoids all year.
(Candlemas or Groundhog Day)
In days of old when knights were bold and castles
stood dark and
cold, Valentine’s Day warmed the cockles of people’s hearts:
* Sweethearts exchanged amorous kisses and wrote
each other loving
verses. Gentlemen gave their lady loves
new gloves to wear at Valentine’s galas.
* The name Valentine’s was sometimes bestowed on
babies born on Feb.
14. Times change, and so do names. But while few people call their child
Valentine anymore, some of yesteryear’s most romantic Valentine’s Day
traditions endure.
“Kisses spread
diseases, it’s stated
“Kiss me quick!
“I’m vaccinated.”
One of the most lasting is the exchange of Valentine
verses, a
practice that some historians trace to the early 1400s when Frenchman
Charles
Duc d’Orleans, imprisoned in the Tower of London, sent love poems to
his wife.
Nineteenth
century and early 20th century Valentine’s Day verses ranged from the
romantic
to the silly. Sending this poem to a
man today might scare the daylights out of him.
“Plenty of love,
“Tons of kisses,
“Hope some day
“To be your Mrs.
Valentine’s Day has its earliest roots in ancient
Rome. On Feb. 14th the Romans
honoured
Juno, the goddess of women and marriage.
On Feb. 15th they celebrated the Feast of Lupercalia
to
honour Febra, the goddess of marriage, childbirth and sexuality. During the feast, young men drew names of
young women from an urn. The men then
spent the remainder of the festival coupled, socially and sexually,
with the woman
whose name they had selected. The
spread of Christianity through the Roman Empire ended that pagan custom. The name of Lupercalia festival was changed
to St. Valentine’s Day in honour of a Christian martyr who was stoned
to death
in 269 A.D.
“My love is like a cabbage
“Divided in two,
“The leaves I give to others
“But the heart belongs to you.”
From the First Old Farmers Almanac 1793
February is a short month and you must improve your
time. Get your tools in order for spring
work;
such as carts, ploughs, plough-shares, harrows, etc.
Are all your tools ready?
Cowboys spend a lot of time on the range, whatever a
range may be,
whiling away their hours moseying and giddyuping. But
mostly moseying, they often come up with gems of wisdom we
could all do well to heed.
If you are riding ahead of the herd, take a look
back every now and
then to make sure it’s still there.
Never drop your gun to hug a grizzly.
If you get to thinking you’re a person of influence,
try ordering
somebody else’s dog around.
Never kick a cow chip on a hot day.
When you give a lesson in meanness to a critter or a
person, don’t
be surprised if they learn their lesson.
Never slap a man who’s chewing tobacco.
It don’t take a genius to spot a goat in a flock of
sheep.
There are more horses asses than horses.
Never ask a barber if he thinks you need a haircut.
Always take a good look at what you’re about to eat. It’s not so important to know what it is,
but it’s good to know what it was.
Go after life as if it’s something that’s got to be
roped in a hurry
before it gets away.
The quickest way to double your money is to fold it
over and put it
back in your pocket.
Never get up before breakfast.
If you have to get up before breakfast, eat breakfast first.
Never miss a good chance to shut up.
Did You Know?
Co-ops and Credit Unions provide consumers with a
distinct value
based and community owned and controlled alternative.
Unlike the private, public or voluntary sectors, all
co-operatives around the world are guided by the same seven principles.
1. Voluntary and open membership.
2. Democratic
member control
3. Member
economic participation
4. Autonomy and
independence
5. Education,
training and information
6. Co-operation
among co-operatives
7. Concern for
the community
Collectively
there are over 10,000 co-operatives and Credit Unions in Canada
providing
products and services to over 10 million Canadians.
FROM THE ATLANTIC CO-OPERATOR
National Training in credit union practices
Thirteen women
divided their time between training in Ottawa and Calgary and a program
of
on-site learning in one of 13 host credit unions in five provinces
recently. The women were part of a
mentoring program titled Giving Credit Where Credit is Due. This training and exposure program, designed
by the Canadian Co-operative Association (CCA), provides women staff of
financial co-operatives with a unique opportunity for professional
development. As well as placements in
credit unions, the participants attended the World Council of Credit
Union
Annual General Meeting, taking place in late July.
The program receives funding from the Canadian International
Development Agency’s Partnership Branch.
Participants will work closely with credit union women like
themselves
receiving general leadership training and learning the ins-and-outs of
managing
a loans program. Staff members at
participating credit unions help the women achieve their learning
objectives by
sharing knowledge and skills and connecting them to credit union staff,
policies
and best practices. They also make
their guests feel at home by greeting them on arrival, billeting them
in
private homes and introducing them to people, places and events in
their
community.
The above idea I believe could be worked out for
other avenues of
the Co-operative system, and a training program could be come up with
if heads
were put together.
YOUR COMMUNITY BUILDER
Vanderhoof & Districts Co-op invests in the
communities it
serves and the returns those investments yield stay within those
communities,
which in turn generate more economic activity.
Vanderhoof Co-op is also a supporter of local community groups,
over
$35,000 in financial and in-kind donations, two students to Co-op
Rainbow Camp
and $500 in scholarships for Senior Secondary Students in each of the
nine
communities we operate in from Terrace to McBride and of course we will
be
adding one more this year with Quesnel coming on board.
Our success is measured in the success of
the people we employ, in services we offer to our members, and in the
equitable
way our earnings are distributed to the membership.
ONLY CO-OP returns its profits to local member-owners.
A woman got lost while driving in a New England snowstorm. However, she knew that if she waited for a
snowplow, she could follow it and get to safety. Before
too long, a snowplow came by, and she followed it.
In fact she continued to drive behind the
plow for nearly an hour. Finally, the
driver got out and asked her what she was doing. Upon
her reply, the driver nodded and said, “Well, I’m done with
Wal*Mart now. You can follow me over to
Sears if you want to!”
I heard recently about a fellow back in the Midwest who
was upset
because of the weatherman’s inability to predict what was going on. So he wrote a letter to the weatherman and
said this: “Dear Sir, I am extremely exasperated with your reports. I have just shoveled four inches of partly
cloudy out of my driveway.”
It only rained twice last week: first for three days and
then for
four days.
The Book of Smith
THE CLAN SMITH
From Scotland and from Ireland to our golden shore
America is mighty proud of her adopted sons galore
There is the clan D’Shaghnessy, also the clan of
Moore,
Who love the land of sunshine, but love the old sod
more;
There are the Tooles, the Hannigans, and the Bradys,
too,
And of the clan O’Hara there are quite a few,
And not a single family we are acquainted with
Can compare a minute with the good old clan of Smith!
They do be saying there are those who want to make a change,
And to one who never knew them this sounds a wee bit
strange,-
For the name that one is born with is an early
heritage
And often it’s the only thing that’s left in one’s
old age;
The Irish and the Scotch are known in family clan,
And the name they are known by is the pride of every
man;
But the finest clan among us which we are acquainted
with
Is the clan that’s known to every one as the clan of
Smith!
They do be telling of a tale reaching back a million years-
The world was in its infancy, the people had no
cares;
They do be after saying that then the name of Smith
Was the only one that any one was then acquainted
with;
The judge of the recorder’s court was jealous of the
name,
As the judge’s patronymic also was the honoured same,
And every single culprit who before the judge came
Was sentenced, besides dire punishment, forthwith to
change his name!
-Earle E. Griggs
An editorial writer in the Atlanta Constitution of March
19, 1905,
wrote: “The man who carries the melodious cognomen of Smith may flatter
himself
that his ancestors bore an excellent reputation in the society of their
time. They were not drones or
laggards. They were workers.
They ‘MADE’ something.”
And so much for the name of Smith at this time, until we
cross paths
at a later date.
Doug
Smith, Member at Large