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(Message started by: minnie on Apr 4^th, 2006, 12:03pm)

Title: packing parachutes...for my CH family
Post by minnie on Apr 4^th, 2006, 12:03pm

Charles Plumb was a US Navy jet pilot in Vietnam . After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience!

One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up and said, "You're Plumb! You flew jet fighters inVietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!"

"How in the world did you know that?" asked Plumb.

"I packed your parachute," the man replied. Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude. The man pumped his hand and said, "I guess it worked!" Plumb assured him, "It sure did. If your chute hadn't worked, I wouldn't be here today."

Plumb couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says, I kept wondering what he had looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat; a bib in the back; and bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and not even said 'Good morning, how are you?' or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot and he was just a sailor." Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent at a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn't know.

Now, Plumb asks his audience, "Who's packing your parachute?" Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. He also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory -- he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute, and his spiritual parachute. He called on all these supports before reaching safety.

Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason. As you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize people who pack your parachutes.

I am sending you this as my way of thanking you for your part in packing my parachute. And I hope you will send it on to those who have helped pack yours!

Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without writing a word. Maybe this could explain it: When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do -- you forward jokes. And to let you know that you are still remembered, you are still important, you are still loved, you are still cared for, guess what you get? A forwarded joke.

So my friend, next time when you get a joke, don't think that you've been sent just another forwarded joke, but that you've been thought of today and your friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send you a smile, just helping you pack your parachute........

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To all my family here.everyday you make me smile,cry,cringe and believe that theres not enough psyce centers out there ;;D LOL .
thank you for in essense packing my shute (that doesn't sound right [smiley=oops.gif] [smiley=ohjez.gif]but ya know what I mean so please get the minds out of the gutter) [smiley=sgrin.gif]

Minnie

Title: Re: packing parachutes...for my CH family
Post by Guiseppi on Apr 4^th, 2006, 12:22pm

I hate all those dumb forwarded jokes.....but I hate them a lot less now, thanks.

Guiseppi

Title: Re: packing parachutes...for my CH family
Post by Sandy_C on Apr 4^th, 2006, 1:46pm

I get the forwarded jokes all the time too. There are two guys that I pretty much just hit the delete button. But there's my matron of honor of 36 years ago, who developed an infection that completely invaded her body. She was placed in an induced coma, lasting for three months. When she was awakened from the coma, her memory was pretty much gone, but she remembered me. I get frequent e-mails from her with biblical messages, some jokes, and a lot of forwarded stuff that she has received that are , let's say stupid, but, I respond to every one of them. I am there for her and she will be there for me, in whatever capactity she can, whenever I need her.

This is a true lifelong friend.

Sandy