It's Blog-o-sphere time again. It's a meeting of the blogs. The following are doing a little bit of blog sharing. Check them out. This months theme is a favorite quotation. Good people good stuff I look forward to reading them.
participants:
Andes Cruz: http://www.andescruz.wordpress.com/
Brad Severtson:     http://hammeringoutaliving.blogspot.com/
Kathleen Krucoff:  http://mysticalmythicalmetalwork.wordpress.com/
Wendy Kelly: http://www.wendykianakelly.com/
Mary Spencer:http://www.wattoonline.com/news
Stephanie Clark: http://thethinkingsofacoldweathergirl.blogspot.com/
Barbara Donovan: http://barbaradonovan.blogspot.com/
Laura Flavin: http://www.modernbirdjewelry.blogspot.com/
Beth Cyr: http://bcyrjewelry.blogspot.com/
Thomasin Durgin: http://metalriot.blogspot.com/
Shaun Young: http://shaunyoung.ca/
Kathryn Cole: http://www.kathryncolejewelry.blogspot.com/
Natsuko Hanks: http://jewelrybynatsuko.blogspot.com/
Andrea Bell:  http://feathersfreesiasandfishingtackle.blogspot.com/

I’m a member of the first generation to grow up with television. Consequently television has always been important to me. I remember seeing the Beatles for the first time on the Ed Sullivan Show. I remember having a crush on Annette Funitcello of the Mickey Mouse Club. My heroes were Roy Rogers and Dale Evans. I can sing “Happy Trails to You” I can also sing the theme song to Gilligan’s Island. You should let me tell you all a story about a man names Jed, poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed. My addiction continued. I have the proof. My generation brought you the invention of the couch potato and the TV dinner, “Thank you, very much” Elvis said that if you didn’t know.  From my formative years,  the 1950’s, comes a quote that changed the lives of many a boy and girl. By that I mean it caused then to wear a cape and jump off the garage roof.

Favorite quote!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u8x7mZf0kLE

"Faster than a speeding bullet.
More powerful than a locomotive.
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound.

Look! Up in the sky!
It's a bird. It's a plane. It's Superman!

Yes, it's Superman - strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men. Superman - who can change the course of mighty rivers, bend steel with his bare hands, and who, disguised as Clark Kent, mild mannered reporter for a great metropolitan newspaper, fights the never ending battle for Truth, Justice and the American Way."

    That's a long quote. I honestly know it by heart. I'm likely to break into it at a moments notice, I know it so well. I did not jump off the garage thinking I could fly. When I fell off the garage it was years later when I was trying to shingle the roof, that's another story. I do know many kids, then, that did think they could fly. I have no delusions about being Superman.  

    No, what always fascinated me were the possibilities. As a kid I'd wonder, today I ponder and have pie. I'd play the game of "what if" I think my generation did. What if we could change the course of rivers? What if we could leap buildings with a single bound? What if we could bend steel with our bare hands? Might those thoughts lead to other things like, What if we could go to the moon? I don't know if there really is a correlation. But that's not the reason I love the quote.

     Changing the course of rivers is a bad idea. The Army Corps of Engineers has discovered that. I've traveled up the sides of tall buildings with a hydraulic lift. I can bend steel with my bare hands when I'm at the forge. But I'm not Superman. I've heard the beat of a babies heart before it was born. I regularly communicate with people on the other side of the planet. But I'm not Superman. 

     Let's look at the quote a little closer, You'll see why it sticks with me. Though I'm sure some of the people I meet on a daily basis are "strange visitors from other planets" I can't prove it. But it is a convenient theory. There were times when I was growing up that I felt like a strange visitor from another planet. I can relate. 

     What still holds my attention to this very day is the phrase, "and who, disguised as Clark Kent mild mannered reporter for a great metropolitan newspaper, fights the never ending battle for Truth, Justice and the American Way."  Lois, Jimmy, Mr. White and all of the other people never figured out Superman's disguise!  That's amazing!  

     I'll leave truth, justice and the American way off my table for the moment. This blog is getting long enough. Clark Kent has them all fooled. Horn rimmed glasses, being mild mannered, wearing a suit 

and a tie concealed his identity. Perhaps because they never looked for greatness beside them. 

     Over the years I've come to notice something. The Clark Kents concealing Supermen and Super Women aren't that unusual. We just don't make such a big deal about it. We don't give out medals for the usual bravery around us.  Take this example for instance. Two cars traveling towards each other at speeds in excess of 55 miles per hour miss each other by a mere three feet. It happens at an astonishing rate on a daily basis. As a people we are really very good at it. We don't consider it heroic. We don't give medals for just arriving or surviving the journey to the grocery store. Perhaps we should.  What if we gave medals,  for common acts of personal bravery. What if we started accepting the possibility that Superman might be the guy or gal just over there? What if we discovered Clark Kent when he-she was younger?  I think we just might find Superman if we spent more time looking closer to home.

    When we find them we'll have to keep their secret. Heck they might not even know how super they are yet or  how super they will become. We can acknowledge their potential. We can award their efforts.

What if we gave an award for opening your eyes underwater? I'll bet Clark Kent would get one.

  Sterling silver from a long time ago.  "For Opening Your Eyes Under Water"