Wednesday, April 07, 2004

The Tooth, The Whole Tooth and Nothin' But the Tooth ...

Hello Everyone.

Well it was my wife Kathleen's turn to go to the dentist the other day and she took along our 4-year-old daughter Neva. Unlike last year, when Neva went with me, Kathleen did not have a kid crawling around the office floor barking like a dog.

She was so well behaved in fact, that the dentist gave Neva her very own flosser. This is a handheld thingy that looks like half of a wrench with some dental floss stretched across the opening.

For most of us I am sure that flossing our teeth does not rank very high on our excitement scale. But for Neva she couldn't wait to use it. Once home, she was literally jumping with excitement. Now, if only she had the same enthusiasm about brushing her teeth ...

Happy sweeping,

Bob Gunther
Webmaster, ContestHound.com

Monday, April 05, 2004

Grandpa ...

Editor's Note: We would like to apologize for the absence of the newsletter over the past 7 weeks. As you read this week's stories, I am sure you will understand that we needed to take some time to be with our families. --ed.

Hello Everyone.

There are times when life's journey can take dramatic twists and turns yet somehow we manage to plod on trying to cope. We had just celebrated the beginning of a new life with the birth of our third child, a daughter who we named Willa Kathleen.

Especially poignant, is that when Willa met my father-in-law he was lying in a hospital bed, clinging to life. Just 12 days earlier, Granny and Grandpa had been sitting at their kitchen table, toasting the birth of their 28th grandchild. Now, only months after having been diagnosed, the rapidly growing brain cancer could no longer be controlled. And in another 12 days Willa would bear witness to an entire life.

She was there with her Grandpa as his life peacefully came to a end. She was there when we celebrated Grandpa's life. She was there when his body was laid to rest. She was there.

B.Edmund Nelligan 1923 - 2004

We will walk with you,
holding your hand,
as you near the threshold
where the living may not pass;
until you are ready
to reach for the hand of God.

Happy sweeping,

Bob Gunther
Webmaster, ContestHound.com