"THE BLUEBERRY PERSPECTIVE"

 

TRUST ME ON THIS!

(Grandma Geezer does NOT often open up with this phrase.

However! I feel this is an important issue to understand).

In the big scheme of things, certain issues are what I call trivial. 

In other words, when you position them against the big picture they become irrelevant. Case in point, I share the following personal stories.

I was working as a school psychologist in a room that housed severe behavior disordered children. One of our students had not received his ADHD medicine at home in the morning, unbeknownst to the staff. He also had not received his afternoon dose by the time I had been called down to handle a significant outburst in the classroom. 

Six students had been moved out into the hall for safetyand I went in to get the other student out of the room. I managed to get this small child into a safety hold and get him down to my office when I heard one of the staff let out a startled wail. I had not realized that the child had stabbed me in the leg with the compass I had taken out of his hand. The wound was bleeding profusely all the way down the hall. I placed the student under my desk and sat in front of it. [Interesting how adrenaline can mask pain.] He had plenty of room to wiggle around so I wasn't worried. 

During this event, one of the secretaries ran into the roomand said that my son's principal was on the phone and needed to speak with me. (I had placed my son in a very strict private school with good disciplinary boundaries). Getting myself untangled and to the phone, the principle stated, "Dr. Miskie, I have to suspend your son. This is the third time he's been caught not wearing a belt. If you could come by when you pick up your son we can discuss the consequences of his actions."  

I calmly replied to the principal, "I see. However, I won't be able to meet with you this evening because I've just been stabbed by a student and I'm on my way to the emergency room for a tetanus shot and possibly stitches." As he heard my story and explanation for my unavailability at the moment, he profusely apologized and said, "Don't worry about him, we'll handle this ourselves and I'm so sorry I bothered you.”I went in the next morning and we worked out a discipline for my son and the principal couldn't stop apologizing! 

Another personal experience. I was speaking at a conference for women at a country club and a large breakfast buffet had been set up across the room. There was the usual rush to make everything lovely and the table decorations were first class. I would be speaking on my life's story and the many experiences that I encountered to shape me into the person I am today. When it was time to get our meal, before I spoke, the rumbling started. This was a Christian gathering and I was somewhat surprised at the conversations around me.

"How come our table never gets to go first?" 

"They always serve the same things." 

"Look how much that person has on her plate. 

There won't be any left by the time we get to go!" 

Last but not least, 

"I only got four blueberries because that's all that was left and I didn't want the other fruit."

 Other comments were made before the conference about the room setup, how the establishment was changing, etc., and the list of negatives could go on and on. 

At our table, the comments of disdain continued and I listened until I could take it no longer!I gently but firmly asked if anyone had been to a third world country. No one had, so I began. I recently had traveled to India for a month during Christmas. The hundreds of impoverished women I was honored to speak to, sat on dirt floors with their one daily meal of rice and chicken, eaten off of a large green leaf. As they scooped the meal with their fingers into their mouths, careful not to drop a grain of rice, they listened intently to the word of God that I shared with them. Many accepted Jesus Christ as their Savior and they were hungry to hear more. I could have stayed there for hours. They were so gracious in their reception of me.

Two different countries, two different settings and two different moods in the respective locations.All had come to enjoy the food and listen to the message God had given me. One group was full of anticipation and gratefulness for God's gift of a meal and his presence. The other group was full of discontent and unrest in the lap of luxury — a sad commentary on the expectations and appreciation of one of the groups. At that moment I would have loved to take all of them on my journey to India, all expenses paid — maybe it would change their attitudes to not sweat the small stuff and look at the bigger picture.  

Trust me on this! It would benefit every person reading this to move out of your comfort zone, for one day, to experience a lifestyle different from yours. You might change a journey of life from unrestrained expectations, to grateful acceptance of any situation you encounter. You don't have to physically go to a third world country to move out of your comfort zone because you probably have a place you can observe right around the corner. Go to the poorest neighborhoods in your town, the soup kitchens, homeless shelters, etc., and imagine yourself in the position of these individuals. 

It's a wake up call that can only generate a better person if you truly want to change your level of compassion and understanding.

Ever So Truly Yours,

Grandma Geezer Ph.D.

NECESSITY IS THE MOTHER OF INVENTION

By Sandra Miskie Ph.D.

(aka Grandma Geezer)

Well, it has been three months and a few days since I've lived in my house after the fire and I am astounded at what I have learned about myself.  You never realize how inventive you can be until you have none of your stuff!

1. I am able to live without a dishwasher. Washing dishes by hand made my hands softer, it didn't take that long to finish the task and with one sink and no counter space I had to become inventive. I opened the silverware drawer took out the cutting board as a balance put a towel over it and placed the dish rack on top of that. I then wiped out the sink and placed the clean dishes in the rack, in the sink. Voila!!!

2. Cooking with one frying pan and no lid to cover splashes made me inventive.      I had a round pizza pan in which I placed a steak and covered it with an aluminum square cooking pan, stuck it in the oven and let cook for 10 minutes on each side at 350  [it took awhile to figure out the exact timing].  Voila! A perfect medium rare steak. I really missed my George Forman Grill and actually had a picture taken of me hugging it when I found it in a box two days ago! 

3. Having a small television with no cable network was a bummer. I had an antenna but it got two local stations and four other stations that were not religious or in Spanish. If I got up and turned my antenna knob a few dials I got two other local channels and three stations that were not religious or in Spanish. I had to get inventive. I went to my friends apartments or downstairs and watched television there.

4. Living in a 368 square foot apartment can get really get boring. I had to be inventive. So I started that exercise program I had been promising myself for many years. From the 12th floor I would walk to the other end of the hall, go down the stairs, walk the length of the next floor and so on until I reached the first floor. I lost six pounds all together and have a lot more energy. Who would've thought?

5. I have learned that you can push through overwhelming circumstances beyond your control with only a few tears if you have the right friends. I didn't call them all the time in my blubbering and feeling sorry for myself because for some reason they had me on their mind and called me. I reinvented my "hostess with the hostess" attitude and invited several people at different times for dinner, which I cooked on my miniature stove. Needless to say they were all quite impressed as we laughed about the circumstances and my camping out attitude.

6. Doing laundry had rules that were posted on the walls. You could use one washer and one dryer. Now I'm used to throwing in a load of laundry, leaving, coming home and sticking it in the dryer. Not allowed here because too many people have to use the facility and there are only four washers and dryers. Be inventive I told myself...doing laundry at 6:00 a.m. is not that bad because I could get my exercise in at the same time.

7. My furnished apartment had one small trashcan in the bathroom and one in the kitchen. I did not realize how I could fill those up so fast. I had to be inventive or I would be taking trash down every day. I had a porch so I took one of those Glad bags with Febreeze [incredibly awesome invention] and placed my trash outside the door.

8. Last but not least was the wardrobe fiasco! I was left with two dresses, three skirts, three blouses and one pair of boots. I had to be careful with money so I reinvented my wardrobe. I bought three pairs of shoes, two blouses and one black sweater. This actually increased my wardrobe outfits to two weeks or more of different looks!!! I was looking pretty spiffy if I must say so myself.

Trust me on this...

...You can make anything work, 

If you change the perspective.

I said this in my last article and I can't emphasize it enough. 

You will avoid crippling depression, physical breakdown and fatigue if you do this. I learned to listen to my body, knowing that depression, lack of sleep and bad eating habits could all be a part of my journey.

I paid special attention to get the sleep, allow myself a short pity party and give myself permission to rest as much as I wanted, not letting others demand things of me. I turned off my phone, took long drives, went window shopping without my wallet, ate healthy and allowed myself a dose of chocolate every day. Now I have the daunting task of unpacking boxes stacked to the ceiling five high and three rows deep. I'll follow the same pattern I just laid out for you...and this too shall be conquered!

Back in the Game - Grandma Geezer is my name! 

"Christmas Spirit Rising Out of the Ashes"

By Sandra Miskie 

(aka: Grandma Geezer Ph.D)

At this present time...

... Grandma Geezer is living in a fully furnished studio apartment on the 11^th floor of a senior residence high rise that is free.

The view is breathtaking!

The full mountain range with snow capped peaks, the Christmas lights all over the metro area, the view of several lakes, downtown Denver is lit up, the football and baseball stadiums are in full view, the fireworks are going to be spectacular on New Year's Eve all over the city…I could go on and on.

I have gated parking, friends who live in the building, a free bus to take me shopping, snack and pop machines with all my favorites, twelve restaurants up and down the street which is festively decorated for the season, a television with antenna so I don’t have to pay for cable, a person who comes in and cleans for a nominal fee, an inside mailbox, an exercise room with every machine you need to get in shape and group activities which include games. Who could ask for more!

I am blessed! 

Trust me on this…look on the positive side of things or you will be swallowed up in negativity and bitterness.

It takes a monumental effort to do this in a crisis ...
... But well worth the effort. 

Only let yourself express your sorrows or losses with people who “get it” and who are working through things equally as devastating. Avoid those in similar situations that are pessimistic and only need attention.

Why do I say these things?

On the Saturday after Thanksgiving my town-home was engulfed in fire and smoke.  I was not at home because I was counseling a child about 30 minutes away. There is considerable smoke and water damage to my town-home so the entire place has been gutted and stripped of all appliances and such. Even the brick fireplace has been removed and I have yet to know all that can be salvaged. The insurance company has now rented me the above-mentioned residence for three months. 

I find out things like this as time goes on and the cleaning process progresses. There have been so many phone calls from different people that I have stopped trying to keep track of them!

Do you possibly remember my previous article on watching your emotions?

I have to follow that advice (my own) very carefully! I am beyond tired emotionally and physically, so I don’t always answer personal phone calls. My kids text or call me daily and I text them smiley faces with an “I love you”. I close my eyes and listen to my body telling me to stop, eat, hydrate and sleep. I answer phone calls late at night with texts.

When I find myself ready to rage or react over someone’s comment or inability to understand my situation I politely excuse myself and visit with my Lord. He understands my tears, frustration, confusion, financial losses, lack of personal items and the list goes on. I can look at the devastation of others on the East coast due to Hurricane Sandy but I have to keep in mind that mine is equally traumatic and shocking.

I know that I will survive.

I have to keep perspective.

I will have Christmas with friends and family and look forward to the New Year and the promise it brings!

May Christmas and the New Year bring you blessings!

Always look forward not backwards!

Ever yours through the thick and thin,

Grandma Geezer Ph.D

"How To Lessen The Drama Guilt Brings"

By Sandra Miskie 

(aka: Grandma Geezer Ph.D)

Am I the only one to notice...

...That in order to alleviate guilt people will go to extremes, 

trying to disparage another person’s character? 

Now let’s be honest all of us have felt guilty, 

and it is an ugly emotion to deal with. 

Some people drown this emotion with liquor, food or drugs.
Others take more drastic measures to the point of deceit and spreading rumors placing questionable thoughts into naïve minds. In the most ruthless measure death to that person is the only option. Then the guilty party can alleviate any personal responsibility for their behavior and at times it can elevate that person into power.

At this point in her life...
... Grandma Geezer wants to lessen the drama guilt brings. 

As hard as it is, sometimes, to admit a wrong,..
...The peace that follows is the reward. Face up to the consequences, even if that means a long sabbatical from a colleague, friend, group or family member. Change your behavior and work at being more careful in what you say and do. 

TRUST ME ON THIS… Don’t let emotions run your life. 
Now that may mean that some people call you cold and unapproachable but those are the people who thrive on drama.

All of us are far from perfect and need to work on ourselves daily. 

Changing behavior is no easy task. 
However, every time I’ve let emotions take over, disaster, in many forms will follow. Sometimes it’s small and easy to fix but other times it has cost me in relationships, jobs and reputation. I would get caught up in self righteousness or pity most of the time and make decisions that hurt others deeply. Thankfully, I have three people who decided to be truthful with me. Although it was unpleasant to hear their insights into my poor behavior, I knew it was for my own good.

The other day my son shared that the first half of their life with me was not good but the second half is going very well. I didn’t like knowing I flubbed the first half but knowing that there has been improvement keeps me motivated to improve myself. 

I would like people to know that being perfect...
...And not making mistakes can never be totally achieved. So, I need to admit my errors in judgment and apologize for bad behavior – in doing that I live in tranquility and have no regrets because I am human and consequently will fail at times. With this in mind I am more likely to apologize and face up to the consequences of my behavior.

Keep Working on those Relationships! 

Your ever growing, learning and doting friend,

Grandma Geezer Ph.D

Who Am I Influencing?

By Grandma Geezer Ph.D.

As a psychologist ...

... I have always been amazed by the behavior of people. 

Notice that I said "amazed", but not surprised by clients behavior! 

Any one of us could snap in a moments notice...
... If we’re not careful to gauge our critical thinking skills. Instead of looking at others, I will admonish myself and give you examples of my own life where I was less than calm, cool and collected. Perhaps you can learn to prepare, pause, reflect and stop unexpected "pop ups" in your behavior.

I knew the day was going to be difficult because of the people involved. 

The day before had been a clue as to what was going to transpire. A meeting had been called to talk about team management. What that had always meant was that they make the decisions and I blindly follow the agenda and never disagree with the outcome. I was feeling the pressure the minute I stepped into my office and turned on my computer. Before me was a list of agenda items and I knew then I had to keep my cool. I didn’t. During the meeting I raised my voice, pounded my fist on the table and in no uncertain terms told them I was done going along with their demands that were totally unreasonable – I also reminded them of the schedules they were not keeping, the lack of respect they gave me, the unfounded lies and trouble they got in because of it and other various poor behavior on their part. Although the rest of the staff cheered me on I felt horrible.     Yes, they were unprofessional but so was I in my rant. They may have had it coming but it was poor form on my part to let them have it when I knew all the staff was behind me watching.

REPEAT! I knew the day was going to be difficult…

I needed to rest well the night before and get to bed early. I didn’t PREPARE. I may not have known the exact things they were going to say but I didn’t PAUSE before speaking. Had I paused I would have REFLECTED on the fact that I wasn’t the real target of their anger. As the school psychologist I had my own office which was quiet and nobody came in unless invited. As well, I delt with one or two students at a time not a classroom of twelve to fifteen special education middle schoolers, who were totally unpredictable in a classroom about the size of my office. These teachers were often missing school and personal items taken or broken by the students, they were constantly harassed by the parents, they rarely left their small rooms because one or more of the students were always on behavior holds and I could go on but I think you get the picture.  I then would have STOPPED and curtailed my feelings on the spot and been more careful with my words - a much better professional approach. I didn't  follow the rules of H.A.L.T.

MAKE NO DECISIONS OR MAJOR COMMITMENTS WHEN YOU ARE ANY OF THE FOLLOWING -

H  - HUNGRY

A  - ANGRY

L  - LONELY

T  - TIRED

Let me give you a couple of examples where I did follow the above steps.

 1.) I was taking my mother to a doctor’s appointment and this car from out of nowhere cutting me off and missing my new car’s bumper by inches. I bet you know what I wanted to do … the hand was ready and the window was open but the fear on my mother’s face made me slow down, breathe deeply, think of how lucky we were not to have been hit and express that to my mother. This calmed her down and allowed her to realize why it’s better she is not driving.

2.) I was in the grocery store with three small children who were hungry, tired and restless – my schedule for the day got waylaid and I had no choice.  As I got them out of the car the teasing started between them. This was not going to be good. I bet you know what I wanted to do…the face was red and the vocal chords were ready but the tears on their faces made me head straight to the snack section and rip open a box of cookies for each one of them, then I headed for the string cheese and finally for the bottled water aisle. As they all sat content in the food cart I smiled.  I continued my shopping thinking to myself it’s not their fault my schedule was so crazy. At the checkout counter someone said to me, “ Your children are so well behaved!”If she only knew!(I chuckled to myself!) In both situations someone was watching my behavior and their emotions would be escalated or calmed by my demeanor.  

I’m a work in progress. If I’m rested I can follow the steps. 

If I’m tired WATCH OUT! I’ve learned how important it is to be an example. I’m more aware of my limits both physical and emotional. The most important lesson I’ve learned in my old age is to CAVE…when I know I’m not fit for human contact! Caving is safe! You go into hiding, don’t answer phones, doors, emails, etc. and do ME time. 

Trust me on this… it will save you a lot of headaches.

Yours ever truly (Crabby or not),

By Grandma Geezer Ph.D.

Technological Nonsense: From an Old Geezer's View

 by Sandra E.D. Miskie

It occurred to me the other day that ...

...  I don’t fit in to this world. 

Transitions are fast, furious and expensive – everything changes in a blink of an eye and you have to add new gadgets all the time to the items you just bought to keep up.  I’ve heard this from many people my age but it never got into my heart – it was recorded in my head but I was disconnected from the real meaning. I remember Andy Rooney and his Sunday night rants about this world and agreeing with him but then again I was disconnected from the real meaning. My parents have gone on and on for a few years about how complicated the world has become but again I was disconnected from the meaning of their emotions.  I guess I have just been able to maneuver around the world without it affecting me but now it’s a reality and I am not connected.

I don’t fit into this world!
When the reality  hit me it was  a freight train and I went reeling into an emotional spin.  I called my children. My children have always been a good source of what is important – they keep me balanced and informed. We talked about technology, my years of education and experience, my love for psychology and helping people,  my overriding fear of not being able to keep up and the absolute rudeness of the younger generation if you can’t twitter/facebook/scan/digitize info/powerpoint or use technology as quickly as they can. They speak above your head with technical jargon but can’t write a complete sentence in its correct syntax  or spell correctly– I know this because I’ve read papers from seniors in college as an adjunct professor. In the end I find sanity in my children who understand the old geezer and are very patient.

Let me give you a look into the perfect day for an old geezer...
... that didn’t turn out so well. 
The whole day started out innocently enough with my schedule in hand I headed out the door. This was going to be a great day because I had planned ahead! My licensure was to expire in two months so I was going to take all my essential training materials down to the office that looks over your paperwork. If I needed to take another few hours for my license I had plenty of time to do that before it expired. I was proud of myself to say the least because I’m a closet procrastinator. Keep in mind that my license comes due every five years and I’ve been doing this same routine since 1986. But today I would discover that  my existence in this world demands that I step into the world of technology or become a non-entity. The world will have little patience with an old grandma type who has expertly  dodged having to keep up with the younger generation.

I had to park a block and half away because of street sweeping around the building that day – 86 degrees in the shade and it was only 9:00a.m.. I went into the office of Education and was immediately told, “You will have to scan your information on line, digitize your photo and scan that, fill out the application on line, download/upload information asked for and if you have trouble call us. We no longer take paper applications.” I had all the paperwork except the application in hand, so the young lady very reluctantly took it and made copies, telling me to do the rest of the application on line. I walked away with my mind going into a spin. Scan? I don’t have a scanner. Digitize? Why didn’t she just take a picture of my driver’s license at the counter and add it to the paper copies she made of my certificates? Download/upload and send? I’ve done that a few times. But doesn’t that information have to be in your computer to do that? Wouldn’t I have to scan the information to put it in my computer in the first place before doing this step?

Alright, I will do my best I thought... ...To keep calm and do the process which the young lady gave me, even though she was speaking so fast I could barely keep up or hear, let alone interpret all the tech jargon she used.  I went home picked up a large Diet Coke and a hot fudge sundae from McDonalds, my staple for emotional overload days and proceeded to the upstairs office in my townhome. Ok, get over the anger of having to do this, play a game of Vegas Solitare ( oooo I won $300), call my parents to make sure they didn’t need me at that moment and a short text to a friend (my 12 year old grandson taught me how to do this).

Ok…on to the website, EASY....

…On to the login setup, EASY… on to hmmmm these sites all look the same which is the one for …grrrr…grrrrrrrr…grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr….ok, this is the eighth one we only have four left to go…FINALLY!!!!!!! Ok…why is this changing back to the log in page…yeeeeeesh…if this doesn’t work…ok, third times a charm…EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK…ok, breathe in, breath out, you’re doing something wrong…one step at a time hit the site look at the page…oh, my gosh the left side of the page changed … I’ll hit the site for me on the left side of the page instead of the top…I’M IN!!!!!!...this looks easy…going good I’m halfway through …what’s this?????...I have to download all my certificates…I’ll write in that they have them…ok…3/4’s of the way through and we’ve only been on sixty two minutes…not bad for stan old geezer…

WHAAAAAAAAAAAT???? … TIMED OUT???

I HAVEN’T EVEN STOPPED FOR A SECOND , I’M STILL WORKING ON IT…IT’S GONE…THE WHOLE THING IS GONE…I’m feeling the anger and tears start to flood out…let me see something…the bottom of the page stores minimized documents maybe it’s there (my son taught me that)…I can hear my daughter’s voice (Mom .. stay calm…I love you)…press the bottom page…one fourth of the application is still there…so I start again but this time with all the information I need so I don’t have to Google addresses and phone numbers ) another thing my kids taught me …ok done in half the time…but I don’t see anything anywhere to continue…THE PAGE IS …THE PAGE IS BLANK…IT’S GONE AGAIN…try my previous trick …nothing.

I’M MAKING A PHONE CALL!!!!!!!!

“You have called the Colorado Department of Education…(If I have to push one more button after this third one I am done!!!!!)...You have reached our call section…the wait is over an hour. If you wish to hold press one…(45 minutes later)…Hello my name is ____(to spare the person embarrassment I will withhold their name)…How may I help you…(I go through the above scenario)…You have to scan in your documents or the program will not complete…(I gave you all my documents)…It doesn’t matter they have to be scanned as well and your drivers license will have to be scanned  and all this needs to be downloaded and sent…(explain that I have no scanner in which to do this)…You will have to go to KINKO’s where they can do this for you and email it to you and then you can send it to us… (Could you say that again slowly)…It will take up to twenty weeks to get a response to your application…(What! My license runs out in two months!) You should have done it in February…(What do I do if I don’t have a license, it’s never taken this much time before and where in your information did it tell us to do it that early?) I’m sorry I’ve taken too much time explaining this to you …You will just have to follow the instructions on the application…I have to go now…(I told you I keep losing the application)… I have to go now.”

SHE HUNG UP ON ME…the tears start to flow like a broken dam.

I know why the tears came and it wasn’t out of frustration. 

The tears came because I felt devalued and  finally realized I can’t keep up and I am in total  disgust at the rude impatient behavior given to anyone my age who is befuddled by this techno generation. I wonder if this is how they treat their grandparents or parents. I began to realize that wisdom, knowledge and age have no precedence over technological savvy. These kids who have two to four years of college, if that, are treating me like I’m a degenerate and give me no respect because I don’t speak their language.

I grew up in a generation with no television.

When we did have one we actually had to walk over to the box to turn the channel and it came with tubes in the back that we changed. Our phones were not push button but had a dial and we had to share a line with other families. I carried a typewriter in a little case with me to graduate school, did my calculations for the two sets of doctorate classes I took (School Psychology and Human Services) by typing them out on cards which made little holes, then you wrapped 800 cards in rubber bands to take them to the computer room and gave them to the person behind the counter. Calculators? They had just come out with those and in my Masters program I actually was given one that was solar and cost $110 on the market. In my day cool was having an electric typewriter with little balls that changed the font when you exchanged one ball for another in a small case – you could order at least twelve in a case! Oh, and when they came out with eraser tape that actually installed in the typewriter next to the ribbon…well, all I could say was, 

“HEAVEN! I’M IN HEAVEN!”

I’ve taken computer classes but....

...I can’t wrap my mind around the concepts. 

I can do simple things like cut and paste ( I took my kids out for ice cream and their families on that day…it was a celebration)…I remember the kids saying “That’s good mom!”, and patting me on the head, they think I’m a genius ! Then I actually learned to upload a document and send it as an attachment! The paperclip is a cute icon. I can change the font by highlighting, I can change the color of the document, I can change the margins, I can change the spaces, WORD is my friend. Just the other day I realized I could change a whole document into capitals by highlighting and hitting one key…wooowoooo! On occasion and believe me it is a rare occurrence, I run into someone on my volunteer job that asks me to do something and they think I’m a whiz. I wonder how long I can keep them convinced of that!

Here is the closing thought...

 …Because I could go on for days about this subject. I want all of the young people who don’t understand our lack of techno savvy and don’t have the patience to help us through the maze to know this…One day you will age and technological advances will surpass your current knowledge and where will you be. I just want courtesy. Don’t slough me off as some ditz because I don’t understand your technological terms or items you use. We were the computers you now use in your hand, we did calculations in our heads and on paper without machines…we were the dictionaries you look up in your phones…we were the information you so quickly look up in Google, which by the way is sometimes wrong especially in directions...to name a few things.  We were respectful of others knowledge. I surround myself with techno smarties like my children, staff like Cheryl, Joshua and others to help me through the maze. I treat them with respect for the savvy they have in technological prowess and they never make me feel like a lesser person. Work with us and we will try to work with you but don’t bully us or disrespect our knowledge because we can’t put it in a power point for you to see…assist us in the process. It will be a better world for us all if we engage in cooperative ventures. 

.....Trust me on this!

Yours ever so truly,

G.G Ph.D