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THIS WEEK IN REVIEW .... March 3, 2011
This weeks Reporter-Don Smith

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Guests:   Liz Davenport and Karen Marston from Dry Creek Sertoma club.

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Liz and Karen came to pitch a couple fund raising programs, World's Finest Chocolates with all profits donated to the Pat Boucher Memorial Fund and The 2011 Exquisite Dinner & Coloardo Wine Pairing event. Contact the Dry Creek club if you want to participate.

Quote:   “Politicians are like diapers. They both need changing regularly and ironically for the same reason.” Anonymous.

Fines:   Geoff Strohn for missing the hint that some members might not have their badges on and he is sitting at the table of one of them.

Announcements:   Rick Jacobus saw Gus the other day. Gus had a sparkle in his eye but couldn’t vocalize it, he still has problems speaking but is in good spirits.

The membership of Dick Johnson will be voted on shortly, there was some paper work problems.

Mr. McKim reminds us that the Poker Tournament is just a few days away and there are still about 20 tickets unsold. He has Poker tickets to hand out for donations…..$65/per ticket There will be about a $5,000 prize pool and may be higher. Cash or checks made out to Arapahoe Sertoma. Several members have donated prizes.

2nd annual
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Charity Poker Tournament benefiting
The Listen Foundation

Will Martinez has King Soopers coupons. The club receives 5% but only 4 people regularly use the service. The card is like a debit card so it’s easy to use.

Mike Magee has set up a tour of Invesco Field April 22nd at 2:00 pm.


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Randy Smith, our resident speech and hearing specialist, is a native of Natchez, Mississippi, being born in 1950, then moving to Louisiana where he attended school. He was a newspaper carrier and a disk jockey (Rock’n Randy’s Electric Radio Show). He earned a bachelor’s degree from N.E. Louisiana Univ. in Monroe, LA. Randy did graduate work at LSU and got a job at McNeese State Univ. He was a speech and hearing consultant for the Special Ed. Dept. After six years there, he wanted to do post graduate work and was accepted to CU. He specialized in speech pathology in neurogenic speech and language problems and voice problems.

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He came to Colorado to do some graduate work and received a Post Graduate Degree at C.U. He stayed in Colorado he had a job at Porter Hosp. and he met Amie (who worked at Swedish), got married and had two children. He was employed by Porter Hospital for 11 years and now in his own private practice since 1990.         Bio of Randy on his web page:

Randy was brought into the club in 1987 by Vic Pepka. He went through the chairs and was President in 1992. He is responsible for starting the CAJUN COOKOUT in 1989 which was at his house in Evergreen. Many people, including club members and families, enjoyed this social event thanks to Randy. Randy was later helped by Fred Downs, Bill Parchen and Rick Jacobus. Randy had no military and says all his schools are still standing.

NEW FEATURE: Listen to the SOD. RandySmith.mp3

Program:   Doug Harder introduced Denise Wanzo, a hospice nurse. She says God called her to this job when she was 4 years old and she thought he was joking but he wasn’t. She started out as a nurse 40 years ago and has been a hospice nurse for 10 years, she also signs for the deaf. She goes to school and is studying to be a Chaplin. She has 2 daughters and 4 grandsons.

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We don’t talk about dying in this country; we put it on the back shelf. Dying is a process, just like coming into this world but at the other end of life and is a journey. We all have a purpose in life and hers is making sure the person that is dying does it well. She goes to work and it gives her joy to know she is helping someone. She was called the Angle of Death and she told her Pastor about it and he told her “do you know what kind of honor God gave you, you’re the last person someone hears, sees, smells and touches before they die”.

Denise works for Total Longterm Care. Total Longterm Care provides healthcare and support to help seniors stay as healthy as possible while remaining in their own homes and communities.

By providing and coordinating healthcare, home care and support, Total Longterm Care (TLC) helps many people continue to live in the community with dignity and independence. And, TLC provides caregivers the peace of mind that their parent or spouse is enjoying the best quality of life possible.

She calls their group the End of Life Program. They are not a “hospice” per say but do hospice work. Hospice has a criteria of 6 to 8 months to live but her company takes folks on “end of life” up to 3 years and they provide 24 hours service. End of life could mean you just don’t want to go to the hospital any more.

Denise has a passion for the seniors and they are a unique group of people and a lot are forgotten. She has one senior she takes care of that is 101 years old, another that will be 101 shortly and an adorable young man that is 111 years old and lives with his family.

We don’t talk about dying but we are all going to do it but we are afraid and there is no reason to be. Denise says it’s a privilege to do what God has asked her to do. It’s a privilege to be on the journey with the dying and with the family; the problem is some don’t have family. The last thing a dying person can still do is hear so when you’re with that person, up to the last moment, they can still hear you. Don’t be afraid to talk to them, tell them everything will be okay. You can either make it a horrible death or a wonderful death, just talk to them. When you’re dying, you’re not alone; the Angels of death are with you. When Denise goes to bed at night, she tells God “this is your job, you have me doing this job and I expect You to comfort me as I go to bed”.

You need to listen to her talk: Denise Wanzo.mp3   

Upcoming programs:

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     Upcoming SOD list

Mar 10 - Regular Meeting & BOD SOD Bob Stein
Mar 17 - Regular Meeting - SOD Geoff Strohn

Mar 24 - Regular Meeting - SOD Jack Thomppson
Mar 31 - Regular Meeting - SOD John Vierthaler

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What's most important in life. 

To all my family & friends I want to THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. 

A young man learns  what's most important in life from the guy next door.

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got  in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams.

There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time  to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could  stop him. 

Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his  childhood days. 

"Jack, did you  hear me?"    "Oh, sorry, Mom. 
Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly  thought he died years ago," Jack said. 

"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about 
the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him. 

"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said. 

"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence  in your life," she said 

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said. 

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives  had passed away. 

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. 

Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly. 

"What's wrong,  Jack?" his Mom asked.. "The box is gone," he said 

"What box?" Mom asked. 

"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack 
said.   It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box.. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it. 

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom." 

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read.
Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out 
to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. 
Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. 

"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I 
valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. 

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved: 

"Jack, Thanks for  your time! -Harold Belser." 

"The thing he valued most time" 

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked. 

"I need some time to spend with my son," he said. 

"Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!" 

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away," 

Think about this. You may not realize it, but  it's 100% true. 

At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you. 

At least 15 people in this world love you in some way. 

A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you. 

Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep. 

You mean the world to someone. 

If not for you, someone may not be living. 

You are special and unique. 

When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better. 

When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it. 

When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world. 

Someone that you don't even know exists loves you. 

Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks. 

Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy. 

If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great. 

Send this letter to all the people you care about, if you do so, you will certainly brighten someone's day and might change their perspective on life...for the better. 

To everyone I sent this to " Thanks for your time".