Out Of Date Calendar
My Father is a man of few words though when he does talk it speaks volumes.
I thought I would put into words what at times is difficult to express.
It has been hanging on the wall in my office for some time. Sitting at my desk, it is right behind me directly below on of my Escher prints. It does not have a frame as my other prints and if you did not scan the wall thoroughly you may not notice it. The "it" I am talking about is the picture calendar that I received for my birthday five years ago. The picture calendar is a compilation of events in my life that have occurred during the months of a particular year. No matter what time of the year I am always flipping the pages to the month of September. Above the calendar for September is a picture of my children, the first day back to school during their elementary education. The photo is taken in front of our house on Spring Road, each child standing on one of the the three porch steps, from top to bottom. The school uniforms are crisp and pressed with shoes shined and the laces tight. The hair is combed back or in a ponytail or pigtails. The school supplies are held tightly in each hand with schoolbags off to the side. All three children with bright smiles, nervous with anticipation of new teachers, class work and seeing old friends. I look at the September calendar every day as if it were a mirror. I don't see a reflection of myself, but what I see puts me at ease, brings to mind good times and gives me solace during the hectic events of each day which at times are relentless. I gaze at the photo and remember coming home from work being asked an unlimited number of questions, helping with homework, talking about the events of the day at the dinner table and reading a bedtime story. I was not aware then that those moments would mean a great deal to me as I grow older. I am extremely fortunate to have those memories. Time has moved on and the children are now adults with their own children. What was intended to last a year will continue to enjoy day after day. Just an out of date calendar on the wall, but it is timeless....Dad.
Share a memory with a loved one today.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Monday, July 13, 2009
The Opinion And Song from Friends
The Joe Ferry Drinking Song
As Sung to “The 12 Days of Christmas”
On the first day Joe Ferry drank at my house, he left…..
1. Volkswagon Passat
2. Bottles of Vodka
3. Tight T-shirts
4. Ounces of lime juice
5. Pairs of boxers
6. Disappointed women
7. Pieces of jewelry
8. Cigarettes in a pack
9. Chips in a bag
10. Keys on a ring
11. Pieces of steak
12. Beer pong cups
We will put this to music upon request...................
As Sung to “The 12 Days of Christmas”
On the first day Joe Ferry drank at my house, he left…..
1. Volkswagon Passat
2. Bottles of Vodka
3. Tight T-shirts
4. Ounces of lime juice
5. Pairs of boxers
6. Disappointed women
7. Pieces of jewelry
8. Cigarettes in a pack
9. Chips in a bag
10. Keys on a ring
11. Pieces of steak
12. Beer pong cups
We will put this to music upon request...................
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Father's Day 2009
Pillar Of Strength
As Father's Day is now upon us, let us realize that a Father is a Father every day of the year, not just in the month of June. There are many, many descriptive words that have been used over the years to describe a Father. The words that I will address are Calm and Strength. Now, any knowing the dynamic of my family will most likely laugh, while waiting for a punchline. The reason? My sister Andrea and me both work in the fitness industry in one manner or another. Though the strength as well as the calm, have nothing to do with physical prowess is not what I am referring to, this strength and calm have gone further than any act of weightlifting.
Whether it was a spelling quiz I was not prepared for, a dead car battery at 2 am, or a plan of attack when emotional, physical, financial, or spiritual stress seemed insurmountable, my Father has been the "Pillar of Strength." My bench press or dead lift could not solve these problems or provide direction, my Father did. Sometimes the despair seemed physically debilitating, though the strength of my Father provided the guidance necessary to address and overcome.
Not only has my favor provided guidance through being by my side through the best and the worst, his work ethic has been engrained in my psyche, not through simply words though through his actions. Best summarized, as my Father has taught me through word AND example, would be in the words of Seneca: Roman dramatist, philosopher and politician: "Difficulties strengthen the mind, as labor does the body. " Most mortal men preach and teach one of the two, my Father, Joe Ferry Sr., has patiently taught me both. I am a better Man, Father, Son and Individual for this.
In addition, because of this, I can say without shame or reservation, I Love You Dad. Happy Father's Day.............
As Father's Day is now upon us, let us realize that a Father is a Father every day of the year, not just in the month of June. There are many, many descriptive words that have been used over the years to describe a Father. The words that I will address are Calm and Strength. Now, any knowing the dynamic of my family will most likely laugh, while waiting for a punchline. The reason? My sister Andrea and me both work in the fitness industry in one manner or another. Though the strength as well as the calm, have nothing to do with physical prowess is not what I am referring to, this strength and calm have gone further than any act of weightlifting.
Whether it was a spelling quiz I was not prepared for, a dead car battery at 2 am, or a plan of attack when emotional, physical, financial, or spiritual stress seemed insurmountable, my Father has been the "Pillar of Strength." My bench press or dead lift could not solve these problems or provide direction, my Father did. Sometimes the despair seemed physically debilitating, though the strength of my Father provided the guidance necessary to address and overcome.
Not only has my favor provided guidance through being by my side through the best and the worst, his work ethic has been engrained in my psyche, not through simply words though through his actions. Best summarized, as my Father has taught me through word AND example, would be in the words of Seneca: Roman dramatist, philosopher and politician: "Difficulties strengthen the mind, as labor does the body. " Most mortal men preach and teach one of the two, my Father, Joe Ferry Sr., has patiently taught me both. I am a better Man, Father, Son and Individual for this.
In addition, because of this, I can say without shame or reservation, I Love You Dad. Happy Father's Day.............
Monday, May 25, 2009
The Best Friends Speaks........
Ok here it goes... I'm not one to put things down in writing. I keep a lot to myself and that may be one of my biggest downfalls. I've been known to write in journals here and there, but it's something that no one has ever read, and usually has the same subject..."woe as me..." You get the clue. So, as I sit here, a few beers and a couple shots down... I have to write something or I can't leave...lol. So this entry will be something different then I usually write, in the privacy of my own bedroom.
I'm sitting outside right now with two people... my best friend, Jennifer, and a new friend, Joe. I have to say, first, that friends are the best gifts that anyone can ask for. A quote that Jenn and I use often... "A best friend is a sister that destiny forgot to give you." Jenn is the definition of that phrase. I have friends that surround me, but I have no friend in New Jersey that could even compare to her. I smile when she smiles, I laugh when she laughs, I hurt when she hurts, and I cry when she cries. We can just look at each other, and know exactly what the other is thinking. Just tonight, I finished one of her sentences, and Joe looked at us and asked if we were twins separated at birth.
I usually don't go a single day without talking to her, whether it's a phone call or text message. It kills me that she lives so far away, in Tennessee. I remember the day she left like it was yesterday. I left her old house, on New York Ave, in Berlin, walking distance to my house on Arlington Ave, went home and cried. Every time she visits, or I visit her, I know our time together is limited. I still cry every time I leave her! LOL she will look at me and say, "Don't you start!" I just can't help it. I love her like she is my sister, and I've realized that more since she isn't around me every day. It's been 10 years since she moved away, and our friendship is stronger then ever. I see what she has gone through in the last few years, and it just gives me more respect for her and our friendship. No matter how far Jenn may be from me, she is so close at all times, because she will always be in my heart.
Friendship is the strongest bond that any two people can hold. Cherish all of your friends, whether old or new. They will be there for you, no matter what.
To Joe... thank you for pushing me to write this. You are a great guy, and I am so glad that we met. I can only hope that our friendship continues! I may not be able to ever write like you, and I thought this would be hard, but you said to just write what was on my mind, and that was Jenn. Thank you :)
~HY~
I'm sitting outside right now with two people... my best friend, Jennifer, and a new friend, Joe. I have to say, first, that friends are the best gifts that anyone can ask for. A quote that Jenn and I use often... "A best friend is a sister that destiny forgot to give you." Jenn is the definition of that phrase. I have friends that surround me, but I have no friend in New Jersey that could even compare to her. I smile when she smiles, I laugh when she laughs, I hurt when she hurts, and I cry when she cries. We can just look at each other, and know exactly what the other is thinking. Just tonight, I finished one of her sentences, and Joe looked at us and asked if we were twins separated at birth.
I usually don't go a single day without talking to her, whether it's a phone call or text message. It kills me that she lives so far away, in Tennessee. I remember the day she left like it was yesterday. I left her old house, on New York Ave, in Berlin, walking distance to my house on Arlington Ave, went home and cried. Every time she visits, or I visit her, I know our time together is limited. I still cry every time I leave her! LOL she will look at me and say, "Don't you start!" I just can't help it. I love her like she is my sister, and I've realized that more since she isn't around me every day. It's been 10 years since she moved away, and our friendship is stronger then ever. I see what she has gone through in the last few years, and it just gives me more respect for her and our friendship. No matter how far Jenn may be from me, she is so close at all times, because she will always be in my heart.
Friendship is the strongest bond that any two people can hold. Cherish all of your friends, whether old or new. They will be there for you, no matter what.
To Joe... thank you for pushing me to write this. You are a great guy, and I am so glad that we met. I can only hope that our friendship continues! I may not be able to ever write like you, and I thought this would be hard, but you said to just write what was on my mind, and that was Jenn. Thank you :)
~HY~
Guest Speaker: We will call her "J"
As I sit here in the company of two beautiful people, one is my best friend since the age of 12 and the other is a new friend, a handsome young man named Joe. Quite the character he is, always full of stories and funny jokes. I am enjoying myself, taking my mind off the passing of my beloved Grandfather. Laughter and smiles are all around the table. As I sit outside in this chair, I am reminded of the many memories I've had growing up in New Jersey. I currently live in TN and regretting a lot of the decisions I made in my life. But enough about me, lets talk about the two people I am sitting here with.
My best friend, Heather, is like a sister to me. She knows everything about me and I love her to death. She is my partner in crime and would never tell a soul about anything we do...hahaha! She is kind, honest, smart, and a beautiful person inside and out. I would trust her with my life, and my children's life. She means the world to me and she will be in my life forever. I am truly blessed to have her in my life and I respect our friendship above all.
The person sitting to my left, a new friend whom I've only known for a few days. He is an attractive young guy who is full of energy and smiles. Always wanting to make sure that everyone is having a good time. Infectious personality, stunning good looks, and sarcastic sense of humor...perfect combination for any girl! We are just chatting about what we got into this past weekend, a lot of fun and great memories! Something I've needed for a long time! I always enjoy meeting new friends, they make my life a whole lot brighter. But this new friend is different, I can't quite figure him out yet, but I am working on it. He makes me smile and laugh, and I like that. I tend to have more guy friends than girl friends. Excluding Heather, I only have a few real close girl friends. For me, it is so much easier to be friends with guys. Why, I have no idea. Anyway, I can see myself being friends with Joe for a long time. We share a lot of common interests and I enjoy his company. I am in amazement at how much this guy can talk! A lot of guys talk a lot, but they make no sense at all. This guys makes sense and I can understand him, when he slows down to take a breath! I wonder if he even breathes, ever? From what I know from the past few days, he is a genuine person and I like that. You don't meet too many guys like this in your life and I am so glad that he is a part of my life, I am so very lucky.
As I sit here and listen to him talk to Heather, I can see myself having many evenings like this. Two people who make me laugh, smile, and forget about all the bad in my life. I want to forget all the bad and focus on the good. Focus on what is most important to me. I haven't been happy in a very long time and it's time for a change. I deserve better, my children deserve better, that's all that matters. I will end this post on a positive note....I am blessed to have these 2 people in my life. A new friend and an old friend, what can be any better?
~J~
My best friend, Heather, is like a sister to me. She knows everything about me and I love her to death. She is my partner in crime and would never tell a soul about anything we do...hahaha! She is kind, honest, smart, and a beautiful person inside and out. I would trust her with my life, and my children's life. She means the world to me and she will be in my life forever. I am truly blessed to have her in my life and I respect our friendship above all.
The person sitting to my left, a new friend whom I've only known for a few days. He is an attractive young guy who is full of energy and smiles. Always wanting to make sure that everyone is having a good time. Infectious personality, stunning good looks, and sarcastic sense of humor...perfect combination for any girl! We are just chatting about what we got into this past weekend, a lot of fun and great memories! Something I've needed for a long time! I always enjoy meeting new friends, they make my life a whole lot brighter. But this new friend is different, I can't quite figure him out yet, but I am working on it. He makes me smile and laugh, and I like that. I tend to have more guy friends than girl friends. Excluding Heather, I only have a few real close girl friends. For me, it is so much easier to be friends with guys. Why, I have no idea. Anyway, I can see myself being friends with Joe for a long time. We share a lot of common interests and I enjoy his company. I am in amazement at how much this guy can talk! A lot of guys talk a lot, but they make no sense at all. This guys makes sense and I can understand him, when he slows down to take a breath! I wonder if he even breathes, ever? From what I know from the past few days, he is a genuine person and I like that. You don't meet too many guys like this in your life and I am so glad that he is a part of my life, I am so very lucky.
As I sit here and listen to him talk to Heather, I can see myself having many evenings like this. Two people who make me laugh, smile, and forget about all the bad in my life. I want to forget all the bad and focus on the good. Focus on what is most important to me. I haven't been happy in a very long time and it's time for a change. I deserve better, my children deserve better, that's all that matters. I will end this post on a positive note....I am blessed to have these 2 people in my life. A new friend and an old friend, what can be any better?
~J~
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Are We Slaves To This Economy?
Hello Everyone- Sorry for the delay. The "Blog Man Cometh" has been a busy man. Recurring theme: Let's get back to basics. Here goes.......
As we all evaluate and reevaluate our hopes, dreams, worth, goals and everything that falls in between, each and every one of us overlooks the simpler things in life. The smaller joys and successes; a child's laughs and tears, seeing an old friend and reconnecting, or just stepping back and realizing we have only one life to live, let's make the most of it. Yes, I have a lot going on, and even more time-sensitive decisions to be made in the interim. And then it happened, amongst all of this chaos in the pursuit of happiness: I walked in to Phil's Deli And Market, located at 2079 Route 70 East in Cherry Hill, NJ. New look to the previous establishment, a grill with hot food, friendly and efficient staff, and, drum roll please, prices that are actually adapting to the economy. Cutbacks to the quality of the product? This is to be determined. But at this point in time in this writer's opinion, not at all. After ordering take-out or eating in, you will agree as well, so far, not even close to a lower standard. And the added bonus? Proprietor Phil Hausler himself manning the grill. In this day and age, owners do not seem to be in the trenches. I am going to order a sammmmich.....
"What can I get for you?" I need something not too heavy, I have to go back work. Can I get Chicken Salad on a Whole Wheat wrap? You sure can. And the the love affair began.. (with the food, silly). So upon completion, I grab a paper, a cup of coffee and my sandwich and I sit down at one of the tables. The wrap of Chicken Salad? Excellent. Second only to my own mothers. (And yes, she reads this blog). The newspaper is sitting next to me, though I look through the menu sitting on the table. Hot, cold, appetizers, hoagies, steaks, burgers, lunch meat, salads, and a breakfast menu (available all day). There are (24) Specialty Sandwiches; wait, (24)? Correct. Wow. I am waiting for the other shoe to drop. Something must go wrong. Next meal will be a disaster. Or I will be struck by lightning when leaving. Maybe a crazed patron will throw a chair at me after ordering and eating the Specialty Sandwich called The Heart Attack. (Delicious I am sure though what type of Personal Trainer would I be to suggest this.) Combine a cheese steak, chicken fingers, mozzarella sticks, onion rings, and American cheese, and there you have it. A complete meal within the confines of a sandwich. Try it if you dare.
Upon the next visit, I am seeking breakfast. I pour a medium coffee, grab a Philadelphia Daily News, and after setting down my keys, order an Egg and Cheese, with onions, and was given the option of having it on a whole grain bagel. Sure I want it on that. The sandwich was brought out and consumed. I think I almost bit my own finger off. Time for work so I step over to the register. "What did you have today, sweetie?" I tell her what I had. "$4.45, please." Wow. Wow. Sandwich, paper, coffee, under five dollars. I am sold. End quote.
So now, regardless of the narrative descriptive that I just created, you MUST try this establishment for yourself. The staff is efficient and pleasant, the food and products are above the rest, the prices reasonable even in this economy, and just an overall great experience. It is now part of my day. Don't take my word for it, make time for a visit to Phil's. In the same shopping center as ACE Hardware and the Spirit Shop, it is worth the trip. Don't thank me, visit for yourself, ask for Phil, and tell them Joe sent you. Until next time folks.
As we all evaluate and reevaluate our hopes, dreams, worth, goals and everything that falls in between, each and every one of us overlooks the simpler things in life. The smaller joys and successes; a child's laughs and tears, seeing an old friend and reconnecting, or just stepping back and realizing we have only one life to live, let's make the most of it. Yes, I have a lot going on, and even more time-sensitive decisions to be made in the interim. And then it happened, amongst all of this chaos in the pursuit of happiness: I walked in to Phil's Deli And Market, located at 2079 Route 70 East in Cherry Hill, NJ. New look to the previous establishment, a grill with hot food, friendly and efficient staff, and, drum roll please, prices that are actually adapting to the economy. Cutbacks to the quality of the product? This is to be determined. But at this point in time in this writer's opinion, not at all. After ordering take-out or eating in, you will agree as well, so far, not even close to a lower standard. And the added bonus? Proprietor Phil Hausler himself manning the grill. In this day and age, owners do not seem to be in the trenches. I am going to order a sammmmich.....
"What can I get for you?" I need something not too heavy, I have to go back work. Can I get Chicken Salad on a Whole Wheat wrap? You sure can. And the the love affair began.. (with the food, silly). So upon completion, I grab a paper, a cup of coffee and my sandwich and I sit down at one of the tables. The wrap of Chicken Salad? Excellent. Second only to my own mothers. (And yes, she reads this blog). The newspaper is sitting next to me, though I look through the menu sitting on the table. Hot, cold, appetizers, hoagies, steaks, burgers, lunch meat, salads, and a breakfast menu (available all day). There are (24) Specialty Sandwiches; wait, (24)? Correct. Wow. I am waiting for the other shoe to drop. Something must go wrong. Next meal will be a disaster. Or I will be struck by lightning when leaving. Maybe a crazed patron will throw a chair at me after ordering and eating the Specialty Sandwich called The Heart Attack. (Delicious I am sure though what type of Personal Trainer would I be to suggest this.) Combine a cheese steak, chicken fingers, mozzarella sticks, onion rings, and American cheese, and there you have it. A complete meal within the confines of a sandwich. Try it if you dare.
Upon the next visit, I am seeking breakfast. I pour a medium coffee, grab a Philadelphia Daily News, and after setting down my keys, order an Egg and Cheese, with onions, and was given the option of having it on a whole grain bagel. Sure I want it on that. The sandwich was brought out and consumed. I think I almost bit my own finger off. Time for work so I step over to the register. "What did you have today, sweetie?" I tell her what I had. "$4.45, please." Wow. Wow. Sandwich, paper, coffee, under five dollars. I am sold. End quote.
So now, regardless of the narrative descriptive that I just created, you MUST try this establishment for yourself. The staff is efficient and pleasant, the food and products are above the rest, the prices reasonable even in this economy, and just an overall great experience. It is now part of my day. Don't take my word for it, make time for a visit to Phil's. In the same shopping center as ACE Hardware and the Spirit Shop, it is worth the trip. Don't thank me, visit for yourself, ask for Phil, and tell them Joe sent you. Until next time folks.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Conversation with A Dog February 2009
ME: What's happening Dog?
DOG: You're looking at it.
ME: Don't feel like going for a run. You wanna go with me?
DOG: Something in my brain, beyond my control, makes me chase a stick and return it to you. EVERY time. What do you think big smart human?
ME: Fair enough. You hungry?
DOG: Yes. Have I ever turned away food? I eat everything.
ME: You are in a shitty mood. What's your problem?
DOG: When you leave, you put me in a cage, thinking I will pee or otherwise, chew on inanimate objects, or behave in a certain way that you don't approve. You outta videotape yourself coming home from a night on the town you hypocrite. Oh, and not real fond of the food you chose this time.
ME: Point taken. Now as I am bigger and smarter than you than you, so why don't you check that ego at the door, pooch.
DOG: You had to pull the Human Card, didn't you?
ME: Yep. Next time you are about to sh#t yourself, why don't you let yourself out?
DOG: Alright, alright, I'll change my attitude.
ME: Thank you.
DOG: Tell me something, what's going on with you?
ME: Be more specific.
DOG: Well, work, play, life, you know, the big picture of your existence.
ME: Oh. All is good. Falling in place, piece by piece. Always new things and challenges on the horizon but it is what it is. It is a journey that tests and strengthens the soul.
DOG: Alright Yoda, you think you can talk on a less spiritual level? It's just you and me here, you know.
ME: You asked a question. I answered. Why don't you try to type on the computer?
DOG: Second jab at me based on you being human.
ME: Alright, I take that back.
DOG: @#$%^&*
ME: Back to your question. Career, check. House, check. Health, Check. Relationships, umm, we need a bottle of Whiskey, and a weekend.
DOG: I have time. What seems to be the problem?
ME: No problems, just complicated. You see what goes on. What is your take on things?
DOG: I growl and bark at what you humans call P#ssy, hump just about everything, and cannot commit due to a short attention span. Do you really think I am an authority on this type of thing?
ME: I'm running out of opinions here.
DOG: OK. Here goes. (Dog steps onto chair for added effect)
.....You had a change to your career, health, body, mind, soul, address, and overall outlook on life and the future. Timing may be wrong, and you know what I'm talking about. Just let things happen. You are rushing and trying to force things. Try it sometime.
ME: You are pretty smart. Why haven't we had this conversation before?
DOG: Because, in contradiction to some of your previous blog postings, you didn't think I brought anything to the table. Oh, and sometimes I sniff my own poop.
ME: Good call. I won't overlook your opinion anymore.
DOG: Finally you see what I have to offer. Now take it day to day, planning for the future, stop sweating the small stuff, surround yourself with good people, and live your life.
ME: Thanks Dog. You are alright.
DOG: You're welcome. Now let's go grab that drink we talked about.
ME: Good idea. Let me grab my keys.
DOG: Grab your wallet too. No place for me to carry a wallet.
JMF February 2009..........
DOG: You're looking at it.
ME: Don't feel like going for a run. You wanna go with me?
DOG: Something in my brain, beyond my control, makes me chase a stick and return it to you. EVERY time. What do you think big smart human?
ME: Fair enough. You hungry?
DOG: Yes. Have I ever turned away food? I eat everything.
ME: You are in a shitty mood. What's your problem?
DOG: When you leave, you put me in a cage, thinking I will pee or otherwise, chew on inanimate objects, or behave in a certain way that you don't approve. You outta videotape yourself coming home from a night on the town you hypocrite. Oh, and not real fond of the food you chose this time.
ME: Point taken. Now as I am bigger and smarter than you than you, so why don't you check that ego at the door, pooch.
DOG: You had to pull the Human Card, didn't you?
ME: Yep. Next time you are about to sh#t yourself, why don't you let yourself out?
DOG: Alright, alright, I'll change my attitude.
ME: Thank you.
DOG: Tell me something, what's going on with you?
ME: Be more specific.
DOG: Well, work, play, life, you know, the big picture of your existence.
ME: Oh. All is good. Falling in place, piece by piece. Always new things and challenges on the horizon but it is what it is. It is a journey that tests and strengthens the soul.
DOG: Alright Yoda, you think you can talk on a less spiritual level? It's just you and me here, you know.
ME: You asked a question. I answered. Why don't you try to type on the computer?
DOG: Second jab at me based on you being human.
ME: Alright, I take that back.
DOG: @#$%^&*
ME: Back to your question. Career, check. House, check. Health, Check. Relationships, umm, we need a bottle of Whiskey, and a weekend.
DOG: I have time. What seems to be the problem?
ME: No problems, just complicated. You see what goes on. What is your take on things?
DOG: I growl and bark at what you humans call P#ssy, hump just about everything, and cannot commit due to a short attention span. Do you really think I am an authority on this type of thing?
ME: I'm running out of opinions here.
DOG: OK. Here goes. (Dog steps onto chair for added effect)
.....You had a change to your career, health, body, mind, soul, address, and overall outlook on life and the future. Timing may be wrong, and you know what I'm talking about. Just let things happen. You are rushing and trying to force things. Try it sometime.
ME: You are pretty smart. Why haven't we had this conversation before?
DOG: Because, in contradiction to some of your previous blog postings, you didn't think I brought anything to the table. Oh, and sometimes I sniff my own poop.
ME: Good call. I won't overlook your opinion anymore.
DOG: Finally you see what I have to offer. Now take it day to day, planning for the future, stop sweating the small stuff, surround yourself with good people, and live your life.
ME: Thanks Dog. You are alright.
DOG: You're welcome. Now let's go grab that drink we talked about.
ME: Good idea. Let me grab my keys.
DOG: Grab your wallet too. No place for me to carry a wallet.
JMF February 2009..........
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