Lucky

I am a lucky son-of-a-gun in some things. I have survived injuries that others have not survived, diseases others have not survived, temptations others have not survived (I know, it's NOT fair, but for the most part I can pass up chocolate without blinking an eye), additions others have not survived.

With a high school education, apprentice training in massage therapy, the diaconate program in the Diocese of New York, humor and a reliable wit I have 'come a long way, baby' (for those of you who were not yet born, that was a phrase used - of all things - to promote the first 'women's' cigarette - Virginia Slims).

I have worked with the devastated and dying, those in shock and denial, kids who wondered how big God's body was if He has the whole world in his hands. Opportunities for travel and new adventures have fallen into my lap- and working in an organization where I have met citizens of hundreds of countries throughout the world - an opportunity afforded to a relative few.

Let me share with you a secret: I pick up pennies wherever I find them. Always have. Never hesitated if they lay there 'heads down'. A penny is a penny. Haven't freaked out thinking where they were last or if someone two months ago had sneezed on one.

What can a penny do? Go to the home page for the Farm and check out "Pennies From Heaven". Pick up those pennies (or dimes, nickels or quarters) and send them in. It all adds up! I'm convinced it brings luck to the finder and needed help to the receiver. Keep your luck up and running (and it doesn't even involve a chain letter - THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!)