Charles (Chuck) Gividen
Hey Gary,
If you look for the bad in people you will find it. If you look for the good in people you will find it. People now days are on the move more than they ever have been before. They do not seem to have time to say hi or stop and chat. And maybe they were taught not to talk to strangers. You are a stranger to most people in Springville, just as I would be in Mapleton, where I grew up. The person(s) you tried to say hi to, do you know who they were, and do you know what kind of a day they were having? Who knows, they may have just come from the hospital after visiting a loved one in intensive care, or they may have just lost their job, or maybe they were having a bad day and did not want to talk to you or to anybody else. Or, maybe, when you said hello to that person(s) your voice or body language told them that they should ignore you and not talk to you. Some people will read "bad" into a person no matter what, even when that person is the greatest and most friendly person in the world. Don't judge everybody by the actions of one or two people. I am positive that the actions of "one, two or even three" people DO NOT represent the attitudes of everybody else. If we judged everybody by the actions of a few then we all would be in trouble. I learned a lot being in law enforcement. I had to take the bad with the good, and then dwell on the good because those were the people who were making a positive difference. And you know something, I often would find myself looking for something good in that rotten person, and, you guessed it, I found out something good about them. So, there you have it in a a "coconut shell" instead of in a "nutshell".
Hey Dennis, are you stil on that motorcycle taking all those pictures? Ha, Ha. Beautiful pictures. I sure do like the seasons. I like the snow, the spring when everything comes to life, the summer, when everything grows, the fall colors, and again the winter when all go to sleep. Keep those pictures coming.
Hey you guys, I was unlucky to have a VW. I had a 1956 Chevy Belaire. I do remember that Paul Johnson's dad Frank, had a VW. I was always jealous because he was one of the only ones who could drive up Maple Canyon in the winter without spinning out.
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