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To: goldworldnet who wrote (184316)	10/9/2009 12:52:14 AM
From: KLP	1 Recommendation Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 225578

My guess is there are quite a few Knights here, including you both. That was an interesting piece, Josh. The one I had to look at twice....was this one: 1. Marriage is no real excuse for not loving. For folks like Letterman and Follywood, that is probably true. But then again, when these rules were originally written, most if not all marriages were for land and title. If love ever happened from those marriages, we'd say today it "was a major miracle"....

To: goldworldnet who wrote (184316)	10/9/2009 9:10:22 AM
From: Ken Adams	Respond to of 225578

Thanks for that honor. I shall try to live up to expectations. I saw nothing there, in a rather hasty glance, that I couldn't abide. Will look closer, given time.

To: goldworldnet who wrote (184316)	10/9/2009 10:08:29 AM
From: ManyMoose	3 Recommendations Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 225578

I am deeply humbled by that, Josh. Here's a poem that has guided me all my life. You too, I think. And Ken and Smithee. "If" If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream--and not make dreams your master, If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much, If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son! By Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936).