Life is not boring

Who said life is boring? So far mine isn’t. Today is March 3, and I’m getting my column ready for this Saturday March 8. By the time you read this, I will have been the speaker for the banquet honoring the Business Person of the Year presented by the Business Club at Fredonia State University. I think they thought of me because I nominated Rita Canfora and she was chosen along with Debbie Michalak of the Cutting Crew. The third operator in that beauty shop is Carol McCormick. She rents a chair there too. I love this arrangement because I hired both Rita and Carol to work in our salon at the same time. It was their first job as hairdressers. I saw something in both of them and I was right.

I’m looking forward to Thursday night because I like the girls and I’m proud of their achievements. I’m more than happy to be the evening’s speaker. It will also give me the opportunity to give some good advice to all future business people. I wonder how many business people realize they are servants? That’s right; when you serve the public, you are their servants. You should never see this as a putdown. It’s a privilege to serve. It’s very rewarding. Some pay off more than others, but they all make you feel good about yourself. And because we have to depend on these servers for our living, we are indebted to them. A business person should cultivate friendships and always help out when they can. These are opportunities.

You’ll never guess what I did last week. I worked on my obituary. My sister asked me to write it because she had no idea what I have done. Oh, she would remember all the projects she helped me with, but I did many without her. I am still on the Board of Directors of CIAO. I was a charter member of CIAO, served as president for 11 years (nobody wanted it because it was too much work) and today I am on the board. At the moment we are working on the St. Joseph Dinner we’re having on March 16 at St. Joseph Church (how appropriate) from 1-3 p.m. We try to have activities during daylight. The public or guests are invited. The food is always delicious! Everyone is asked to bring their own table service, a dish to pass, and drinks other than coffee. Think about it and come!

I’m going to do something different with my talk Thursday night. I decided not to use any notes. It will probably be my last speech and I wanted to show off and show that Alzheimer’s has not taken over. (I just have “sometimers!”) After I thought about it, I started to laugh. Since the audience won’t know what I intend to say, they’ll never know what I forgot! It’s a win-win situation for me! We’ll see how it goes.

I received a beautiful card from a reader in Cassadaga. Thank you, Sheila. She thanked me for this column that touches many people. Then what she said touched me. She said the poem, “The Cold Within” along with my commentary is worth “a dozen sermons.”

It’s comments like this that makes writing worthwhile. I consider my writing a mission. I donate my time. If I can make even one person think more deeply or laugh, I consider the column a success. That’s why I keep repeating that we have the power to make choices. We’re not robots. We can think positively and act accordingly. Each of us can make a difference.

By the way, if anyone out there knows how to make St. Joseph Bread and wants to make some money, call me at 679-4772.