Why parents have gray hair

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The boss of a big company needed to call one of his employee about an urgent problem with one of the main computers.

He dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whispered, "Hello?" Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster, the boss asked, "Is your Daddy home?"

"Yes", whispered the small voice.

"May I talk with him?" the man asked.

To the surprise of the boss, the small voice whispered, "No."

Wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?"

"Yes," came the answer.

"May I talk with her?"

Again the small voice whispered, "No."

Knowing that it was not likely that a young child would be left home alone, the boss decided he would just leave a message with the person who should be there watching over the child.

"Is there any one there besides you?" the boss asked the child.

"Yes" whispered the child, "a policeman."

Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"

"No, he's busy," whispered the child.

"Busy doing what?" asked the boss.

"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman", came the whispered answer.

Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the ear piece on the phone the boss asked, "What is that noise?"

"A hello-copper" answered the whispering voice.

"What is going on there?" asked the boss, now alarmed.

In an awed whispering voice the child answered, "The search team just landed the hello-copper."

Alarmed, concerned, and more than just a little frustrated, the boss asked, "What are they searching for?"

Still whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle, "Me".

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Someone who teaches at a Middle School in Safety Harbor, Florida
forwarded the following letter. The letter was sent to the principal's
office
after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An Old
lady
received a new radio at the lunch as a door prize, and was writing to
say thank you.

This story is a credit to all human kind.


Dear Safety Harbor Middle School

God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior citizens luncheon.
I am 84 years old and live at the SafetyHarborAssisted Home for the Aged. All of my family has passed away. I am all alone now and it's nice to know that someone is thinking Of me.

God bless you for your kindness to an old forgotten lady. My roommate is 95 and always had her own radio, but before I received this one, she
would never let me listen to hers, even when she was napping.


The other day her radio fell off the night stand and broke into a lot of pieces. It was awful and she was in tears.

She asked if she could listen to mine.

I said kiss my ass.

I thank you for that opportunity. Such pleasures at my age are rare!