New Braunfels Herald Zeitung (Newspaper) - December 8, 1991, New Braunfels, Texas
DAVID SULLENS, Editor and Publisher STEPHANIE FERGUSON, Managing Editor
Page 4AHerald-Zeitung, New Braunfels, Texas
Sunday, December 8, 1991
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Experiencing a harsh holiday lesson
Lake chamber pulls together
Those who were part of the Canyon Lake Chamber of Commerce Christmas banquet at the Woodlands Country Club Friday evening were privileged.
The Canyon Lake Chamber is an entity whose membership freely admits their organization is not yet fully developed.
But they are a group that is one in purpose and that is determined to succeed.
The group’s individual members may not always agree, but they still somehow manage to pull in the same direction.
And, as was apparent at Friday’s banquet, they are a group who enjoy each other ... something that in and of itself does much to ensure the success of whatever they undertake.
The sense Friday night was that, under the leadership of accountant Larry Phillips, who served as its president during the past year, the Chamber has begun to coalesce, to come of age.
No one would tell you it is yet a finished product. But anyone there Friday night would be quick to assure you that the Canyon l^ake Chamber is already a strong force for progress and good in our area.
And they would be just as quick to tell you that it is a force that promises to grow stronger and stronger very, very quickly.
Identifying with saving tax dollars
In a time when individuals and businesses throughout our area, our state and our nation are fighting to control rising costs, many of us can readily identify with the Comal County Commissioners Court as its members consider “getting out of the cat business.’’
The county, commissioners were told by Animal Control Officer David Young last week, spends thousands of dollars a year to deal with nuisance problems caused by cats.
And, says Young, those problems are just that ... a nuisance.
“Cats don’t chase you. Cats don’t accost kids. Cats don’t attack deer. Cats don’t attack joggers,” Young said.
According to the county’s current animal control order, Young pointed out, when a cat ventures off its owners’ property and onto someone else’s “that’s an animal running at large.”
The commissioners, Young suggested, might wish to consider revising that order to remove cats from its purview.
Commissioner Jumbo Evans doubtless was right when he said the issue is one that will be much debated “because these arc major decisions as far as the people arc concerned.”
Bul we would offer that, in a time when every dollar counts, die fact that $4,000 of the $15,000 the county has spent this year for the boarding, tending and euthanasia of animals was spent on cats, and that the county’s animal control budget has skyrocketed from a total of $40,000 in 1990 to $77,000 so far in 1991, it is an issue that merits some consideration.
Tuday't editor lait wert written by David Salient, editor and publisher of die New Braunfels Herald '/chung.
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It took just moments for a thief to turn the little girl’s Christmas dreams into tears.
But a grandmother’s love wiped away those tears.
The thief brought to an end many weeks of planning and dreaming; to countless hours of list-making and revising; to day after day of shopping and note taking.
Christmas for the youngster was to have been a learning experience. She was to be permitted to do her own shopping, make her own comparisons, reach her own decisions. She was to receive money (for that time — many years ago now — and for those circumstances, a substantial amount of money) and she was to do with it as she wished. Guidance was to be available, but only if she sought it.
The process began about Thanksgiving, though the child’s requested gift remained a “maybe so.”
The child perused catalogs hour after hour.
She made notes as she read and reread the descriptions in those catalogs and compared the prices.
She put in more hours walking the floors of the stores in the town where she lived than did the managers of those stores.
She made more notes as she continued to compare prices and value.
At home at night, she compiled the information she had gathered. The result was a very concise list of what items could be found where and at what price.
The list was fluid.
It changed from day to day as a new item was found, necessitating a
shuffle of the list to make the “bottom line” come out right.
But the basic items remained the same.
The youngster knew what she wanted and she was learning that dollars are finite; that what sounds like a lot of money may not necessarily buy a lot of stuff.
And, bad news for unwary merchants, she was learning to be a comparison shopper. If one of the items on her list appeared in a newspaper ad for a few cents less than she had it on her list, she knew it and, unless the price went back up before she got her money, you could bet that’s the store that was going to get her business.
Then came Christmas Day — a Saturday that year. Santa Claus gave the little girl the money she’d asked for. The rest of Saturday and Sunday moved slowly. The stores in the little town where the child lived were closed.
But finally came Monday. And when the stores opened, the youngster was there.
Shortly after noon, she was back at
her home, proudly displaying her purchases.
She had money left. She planned to keep it until the next season’s fashions began to appear. Another list was beginning.
But relatives visiting from out-of-state wanted to go to a larger town in search of something and the child’s parents decided to go, too.
The child decided to take her money with her just in case.
And then she made her mistake.
She disregarded her mother’s suggestion that she carry a purse with a long strap, a strap that could be placed over her shoulder and around her neck. Instead she carried a purse that had been a Christmas gift, one with her name embroidered on it, one with no strap.
And, as you’ve already guessed, the new purse, containing slightly less than $100, was laid down for a very few moments in a public restroom and disappeared.
Another lesson perhaps, but a very,
very hard one.
The youngster handled her problem well.
Fighting to hold back tears, she went to the cashier’s office in the store where the purse had been stolen and, hoping against hope, asked if such a purse had been turned in. None had.
Later she asked her mother what they would do if they saw someone carrying the purse. Her mother told her that her father would talk to them. And he would have, too.
The little girl’s mother and father talked about the problem and decided that replacing the money was not the thing to do. There was a lesson here and it should not be that mother and daddy will intervene whenever something goes wrong. It was a decision that hurt, but they decided it was what must be.
Then the little girl’s grandmother heard the story.
“You’re absolutely right,” she told the child’s father. “That’s exactly what you should do. But I’m going to do exactly what I should do, too.”
And within a few days, addressed to the little girl from her grandmother came a short letter and a check for $100.
There’s a special place in hell for the thief who took that child’s purse and her money and ha dreams.
And, just as surely, there must be a special place in heaven for grandmothers.
David Sullen* it editor md publisher of The New Braunfels Herald-Zeitung.
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Learning how to respond to bad news
According to Magic Johnson in his November 18, 1991 Sports Illustrated article, the day after he was told by his physician Dr. Michael Mellman that he was infected with the AIDS virus he was practicing basketball. Awaiting die results of a series of sophisticated tests that would confirm or refute the diagnosis, he continued his regular workouts and added 300 to 400 long range jump shots and ran full court sprints layup and suicide drills.
But when the repeat tests came back positive and Magic learned more of the illness, he realized he would have to give up basketball to protect his immune system as much as possible. He told his wife and his family and then called his closest friends- Larry Bird, Arsenic Hall, Isiah Thomas, Pat Riley, and Michael Jordon and gave them the news.
Then he talked with his team--
John Ingram Walker, M.D.
mates. Magic said, ‘Until that moment I hadn’t cried. But breaking the news to my teammates was the most emotional experience of this entire ordeal. Everyone was crying, including me. But I wasn’t crying for myself. I haven’t cried for myself at all, because now there is no fear in me. No fear for life holds for me, and no fear of death. If I die tomorrow, next year or wheneva it might be, I’ll know that I’ve had a great life. I’ve lived a life that no one could have imagined for me or anyone else. It’s been a fairy tale. I told the fellows that this is just another challenge
Johnson went on to, write that because of all his basketball challenges he believed that he would be able to face this advasity betta: “I’ve never been the kind of athlete who wears his religion like a shield, though I’ve been strong in my faith since childhood. That faith allowed me to accept the HIV infection... Now (God is) directing me to become a teacher, to cany the message about the dangers about AIDS to everyone. It’s my job to help us all understand that the disease is bigger than we think. I hope that because of my experi
ence people will now learn everything they need to learn about the
Johnson never thought that he would get the disease. “But if it was going to happen to someone.” he said, “I’m actually glad it happened to me. I think I can spread the message concerning AIDS betta than almost anyone. I’m a super-strong person, physically and emotionally. I’ll take it, and I’ll deal with it.”
Although I would prefer for Magic to emphasize abstinence until marriage instead of “safe sex” the point I want to make here is the one on attitude. Magic's positive response to devastating news will help him ward off the illness as long as humanly possible and his altruistic altitude of helping others understand the illness will benefit all mankind.
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