Blogs by Regis Auffray
Guess what? Happy New Year (J t'a J...)
12/29/2007 3:05:49 PM
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Yep. That's right and here an interesting take on "forwarded" email messages.
For all of us who delete “fwds” before we read them,
this is for us. ** (Actually, I do read forwarded messages so don't stop sending them.)
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man
was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that
he was dead. He remembered dying, and that the dog had been dead for
years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall
along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble.
At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall
arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw
a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl,
and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got
closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close
enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought
right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in,
too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road
and continued the way he had been going.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came
to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he
approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there" The man
pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old
fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave
some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man
who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is Heaven," was the answer.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road
said that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?
Nope. That's Hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that
they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."
Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us
without writing a word, maybe this could explain:
"When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess
what you do -- you forward jokes. When you have nothing to say,
but still want to keep contact, you forward jokes.
When you have something to say, but don't know what, and don't
know how, you forward jokes."
And to let you know that: you are still remembered,
you are still important, you are still loved, you are still cared
for, guess what you get? Well, I guess you know…
So my friend, next time if you get a joke, don't
think that I have sent you just a joke, but that I have thought of you
today and wanted to send you a smile.
J t'a J......
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