This is for everyone on my list: Thanks for your time!
Thanks also for crossing my path in my life. One comes
across someone for a reason. So Thank You For Your time,
teachers, friends, family and so many more.
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> A young man learns what's most
> important in life from the guy next door.
> It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man.
> College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way.
> In fact, Jack moved clear across
> the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush
> of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about
> the past and often no time to
> spend with his wife and son. He was working on his
> future, and nothing could stop him.
> Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. BeBelserdied
> last night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed
> through his mind like an old
> newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood
> days.
> "Jack, did you hear me?"
> "Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long
> since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought
> he died years ago," Jack said.
> "Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd
> ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many
> days you spent over 'his side of
> the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.
> "I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.
> "You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. BeBelser>
stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your
> life," she said
> "He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I
> wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He
> spent a lot of time teaching me
> things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for
> the funeral,"
> Jack said.
> As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the
> next flight to his hometown. Mr. BeBelser'suneral was
> small and uneventful. He had no
> children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed
> away.
> The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom
> stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.
> Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It
> was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap
> through space and time The house was exactly as he
> remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture,
> every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.
> "What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.
> "The box is gone," he said
> "What box?" Mom asked.
> "There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top
> of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what
> was inside. All he'd ever tell
> me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said.
> It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how
> Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured
> someone from the BeBelseramily had taken it.
> "Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack
> said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight
> home, Mom."
> It had been about two weeks since Mr. BeBelseried
> Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note
> in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one
> at home. Please stop by the main post office within the
> next three days," the note read.
> Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small
> box was old and looked like it had been mailed a
> hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read,
> but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold
> BeBelserit read. Jack took the box out to his car and
> ripped open
> the package. There inside was the gold box and an
> envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.
> "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents
> to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my
> life." A small key was taped
> to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his
> eyes, Jack carefully unlock ed the box. There inside he
> found a beautiful gold pocket watch.
> Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched
> casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these
> words engraved:
> "Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold BeBelser
> "The thing he valued most was...my time"
> Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his
> office and cleared his appointments for the next two
> days. "Why?" Janet, his
> assistant asked.
> "I need some time to spend with my son," he said.
> "Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!"
> "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take
> but by the moments that take our breath away,"
> Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100%
> true.
> 1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they
> would die for you.
> 2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some
> way.
> 3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even
> if they don't like you.
> 4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go
> to sleep.
> 5 You mean the world to someone.
> 6. If not for you, someone may not be living.
> 7. You are special and unique.
> 8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you
> want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to
> do
> what's best, sooner or later, you will get it or
> something better.
> 9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something
> good can still come from it.
> 10. When you think the world has turned its back on you,
> take a look: you most likely turned your back on the
> world.
> 11. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
> 12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget
> about the rude remarks.
> 13. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you
> will feel much better when they know and you'll both be
> happy.
> 14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let
> them know that they are great.
>
> Hi Friends,
> Send this letter to all the people you care about, if
> you do so, you will certainly brighten sosomeone'say and
> might change their perspective
> on life...for the better.
> To everyone I sent this to: "Thanks for your time"
>
>


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