Yes that would be great to have someone like your cousin take care of my
messed up back. We’ll see next week what my doctor will recommend.
We had another retirement get together before it was time to go home and I
cried some happy, sad tears and made almost all of them cry. It was so
nice they all gave me a standing ovation if
that ‘s what to call it. I didn’t realize how they thought about me,
really, its been a good experience to work in this school system, with
such good people.
I’m glad that I was thought well of.
I don’t know if you got my other e-mail. It was about another e-mail that
didn’t pass security, the one # 1492.
Thanks Gary,
She was a good friend of Bernice Johnson, my mother-in-law. She was quite a woman and a very hard worker.
sybil
Dear Friends,
You that know Sharon Parkhouse (Tooke) know that she is not one to “blow her own horn”. Something very good happened to her and she would never, ever tell you about it, so I will. For thirteen years she has worked for “Mains’l Services”. (Mains’l is a contraction for mainsail as on sailboat) It is a company founded by a woman (who enjoyed sailing and has a large sailboat) and started out twenty- seven years ago with three people and now has grown to over 900 employees. Mains’l works with the developmentally disabled in the metro.
The company has an awards banquet every year and in 2002 Sharon received the last award called the “Light House Leadership Award”. I can only assume that as the last award given it must be “one most wanted by every employee.” This was confirmed by upper management. I dare say that very few of you knew that Sharon received this award.
This year Sharon told me that she again had been nominated for an award. We went to the banquet and first of all there were pictures of the nominees individually on “the big screen”, Sharon with a stethoscope in her hand and a smile on her face. Meals and desserts were served. President gave her address in which she usually gets emotional and weeps momentarily in thankfulness for her employees, which she always refers to as her “Superstars”. Then the awards were given. We listened to them all and when the second to the last award “To the Max” award was given, and it was not Sharon, we figured that nothing this year. The MC started talking about the “Light House Leadership Award” candidate and was very coy in saying “this person” never a “she” or a “he” and theme was “leadership by example”. I started thinking to myself that “this person” had a whole lot in common with Sharon. MC said and this year’s award winner is——SHARON PARKHOUSE. We were both dumbfounded. Sharon walked up and received her award and spoke, thanking all she worked with (believe it or not) because in 2002 she took the award and left the stage immediately. I honestly think I got more emotional that Sharon did, we were both crying when she got back to the table. I have NEVER been more proud of Sharon than that moment.
You may know that I enjoy having fun, so first I talked to the owner, got a hug (she is very approachable) and said that I have many concerns about the memory of upper management. She asked, “What do you mean”? I said that Sharon had already received that award, did they not recall? She responded “Listen, we could give Sharon that award every year but we had to wait awhile to give it to her again”. I did the same thing with three other executives and they similarly responded and said I was fortunate to have Sharon. I responded “Hey, whenever asked I always said that she is a keeper. No doubt I married way above myself.
This is Sharon’s story and I am stickin to it.
Best to you all,
Roger and Sharon
PS: Sharon’s email is in case you want to give her a response
An elderly man in Louisiana had owned a large farm for several years. He had a large pond in the back. It was properly shaped for swimming, so he fixed it up nice with picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and some apple, and peach trees.
One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond, as he hadn’t been there for a while, and look it over. He grabbed a five-gallon bucket to bring back some fruit. As he neared the pond, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee. As he came closer, he saw it was a bunch of young women skinny-dipping in his pond. He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the deep end. One of the women shouted to him, ‘we’re not coming out until you leave!’ The old man frowned, ‘I didn’t come down here to watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of the pond naked.’ Holding the bucket up he said, ‘I’m here to feed the alligator.’
Some old men can still think fast.