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Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2001 11:24:34 -0600 From: "Bobbie Kucharski" <BKuchar@nicor.com< To: BHohise@nicor.com, CDelgad@nicor.com, CLerett@nicor.com, CSzczes@nicor.com, DButler@nicor.com, DSantol@nicor.com, GNorieg@nicor.com, MCarbon@nicor.com, MEllefs@nicor.com, NGilpin@nicor.com, SHolmes@nicor.com, SYang@nicor.com, VBrawne@nicor.com, arline.welsh@rrd.com, kcesaron@students.uiuc.edu Subject: Fwd:FWD: My Friend MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="=_B4EE7227.11701EF0" The story is sweet, so passing this along to you all. Have a nice day & enjoy the sunshine! --BK Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Received: from ap_go_wsecure ([207.241.20.98]) by smtp-gw.nicor.com; Mon, 12 Nov 2001 11:13:44 -0600 Received: from 128.11.176.196 by ap_go_wsecure with SMTP (Tumbleweed MMS SMTP Relay (MMS v4.7)); Mon, 12 Nov 2001 11:11:18 -0600 X-Server-Uuid: 126109c8-9927-11d3-9a8d-00508b92c0ef Received: from molexinc-cp.molex.com (molexinc-cp.molex.com [204.167.149.71]) by mtvwca1-smrly1.gtei.net (Postfix) with SMTP id C0D9F782E; Mon, 12 Nov 2001 17:13:52 +0000 (GMT) Received: from 150.150.10.160 by corpsmtp01.molex.com (InterScan E-Mail VirusWall NT); Mon, 12 Nov 2001 11:13:51 -0600 (Central Standard Time) From: kokoniewski@molex.com Subject: Fwd:FWD: My Friend Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2001 11:13:42 -0600 X-Priority: 3 (Normal) To: snrthomas@worldnet.att.net, sbkt@aol.com, ngronn@yahoo.com, mhofmann@ENSR.com, kcesaron@students.uiuc.edu, jsfajota@cs.com, Jennifer_Quaid@ml.com, Janet_Paulsen@hotmail.com, hughesk@ctt.com, deb@eshanes.com, crwnhrt@mail.earthlink.net, ckambroggio@ftc-i.net, chenkel290@aol.com, bkuchar@nicorinc.com Message-ID: <OF3B2F0E2A.F9E7D617-ON86256B02.005EA3B8@LocalDomain< X-MIMETrack: Serialize by Router on NETMAIL2/INTERNET(Release 5.0.6a |January 17, 2001) at 11/12/2001 11:13:44 AM X-WSS-ID: 17EEDD3C152890-01-01 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Disposition: inline Got another one, it's a nice story though. -- Kel CHRISTINE: Sincerely, Deb Kenny Deb@eShanes.com www.eShanes.com 2717 Curtiss Street Downers Grove, IL 60515 630.241.0995 x136 630.241.0998 ---------- Forwarded Message ---------- FROM: "Jack Planz" <Jack_Planz@raymondgroup.com< TO: lruby@habitat.com, svilips@hotmail.com, kptack@ups.com, Deb@eShanes.com DATE: Tue, 6 Nov 2001 07:58:14 -0600 RE: My Friend ----- Forwarded by Jack Planz/RPGINC on 11/06/01 08:02 AM ----- <<I walked into the grocery store not particularly interested in <<buying groceries. I wasn't hungry. << <<The pain of losing my husband of 37 years was still too raw. And <<this grocery store held so many sweet memories. << <<Rudy often came with me and almost every time he'd pretend to go <<off and look for something special. << <<I knew what he was up to. I'd always spot him walking down the <<aisle with the three yellow roses in his hands. Rudy knew I loved yellow <<roses. With a heart filled with grief, I only wanted to buy my few <<items and leave, but even grocery shopping was different since Rudy <<had passed on. Shopping for one took time, a little more thought than <<it <<had for two. << <<Standing by the meat, I searched for the perfect small steak and <<remembered how Rudy had loved his steak. << <<Suddenly a woman came beside me. She was blond, slim and lovely in <<a soft green pantsuit. I watched as she picked up a large pack of <<T-bones, dropped them in her basket, hesitated, and then put them back. <<She <<turned to go and once again reached for the pack of steaks. << <<She saw me watching her and she smiled. "My husband loves T-bones, <<but honestly, at these prices, I don't know." <<I swallowed the emotion down my throat and met her pale blue eyes. <<"My husband passed away eight days ago," I told her. Glancing at the <<package in her hands, I fought to control the tremble in my voice. <<"Buy him the steaks. And cherish every moment you have together." << <<She shook her head and I saw the emotion in her eyes as she placed <<the package in her basket and wheeled away. << <<I turned and pushed my cart across the length of the store to the <<dairy products. There I stood, trying to decide which size milk I should <<buy. A quart, I finally decided and moved on to the ice cream <<section near the front of the store. If nothing else, I could <<always fix myself an ice cream cone. I placed the ice cream in my cart <<and looked down the aisle toward the front. << <<I saw first the green suit, then recognized the pretty lady coming <<towards me. In her arms she carried a package. <<On her face was the brightest smile I had ever seen. I <<would swear a soft halo encircled her blond hair as she kept <<walking toward me, her eyes holding mine. As she came closer, I saw what <<she held and tears began misting in my eyes. <<"These are for you," she said and placed three beautiful long <<stemmed yellow roses in my arms. "When you go through the line, they <<will <<know these are paid for." She leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on my <<cheek, then <<smiled again. << <<I wanted to tell her what she'd done, what the roses meant, but <<still unable to speak, I watched as she walked away as tears clouded my <<vision. I looked down at the beautiful roses nestled in the green <<tissue wrapping and found it almost unreal. How did she know? <<Suddenly the answer seemed so clear. I wasn't alone. <<"Oh, Rudy, you haven't forgotten me, have you? I whispered, with <<tears in my eyes. He was still with me, and she was his angel. << <<Everyday be thankful for what you have and who you are. <<[Please read all of this, it is really nice] <<This is a simple request. If you appreciate life, send this to <<your friends, including the person that sent it to you. << <<Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm <<rings,thank you, Lord, that I can hear. <<There are many who are deaf. << <<Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long <<as possible, thank you, Lord, that I can see. <<Many are blind. << <<Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising, thank you, Lord, <<that I have the strength to rise. <<There are many who are bedridden. << <<Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are <<lost, toast is burned and tempers are short, my children are so loud, <<thank you, Lord, for my family. <<There are many who are lonely. << <<Even though our breakfast table never looks like the pictures in <<magazines and the menu is at times unbalanced, thank you,Lord, for <<the food we have. <<There are many who are hungry. << <<Even though the routine of my job often is monotonous, <<thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to work. <<There are many who have no job. << <<Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish <<my circumstances were not so modest, thank you, Lord, for life. << <<Pass this on to the friends you know, it might help a bit to make <<this world a better place to live, right? <<PASS IT ON.... <<A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift. <<A friend is someone to treasure. For friendship is a gift. <<A friend is someone who fills our lives with Beauty, Joy and Grace <<And makes the world we live in a better and happier place. <<YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED! << <<Now send this to every friend you have. <<this was sent to me by a friend, and is now passed on to YOU, my <<friend This e-mail and any of its attachments may contain proprietary information, which is privileged, confidential, or subject to copyright belonging to the Raymond Professional Group, Inc. This e-mail is intended solely for the use of the individual or entity to which it is addressed.. If you are not the intended recipient of this e-mail, you are hereby notified that any dissemination, distribution, copying, or action taken in relation to the contents of and attachments to this e-mail is strictly prohibited and may be unlawful. If you have received this e-mail in error, please notify the sender immediately and permanently delete the original and any copy of this e-mail and any attachment. Thank You. (See attached file: DEB.vcf)
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