Club Q Q107-Loyalty Club (Southern ON Only) v4

[psells]

That Song Haunted me for such a long Time. I cannot Remember the Song... or the Tune. All I Remember is the "Feeling" that I had.

Wolfie, many studies have shown that music is strongly linked to memory. One day you will hear that tune again and the moment will re-create itself in perfect clarity in your mind.

In the meantime, let me take a shot in the dark. Was this it? "Just sit right down and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip..."

[Chers1]

[QUOTE=SillyLoocie;4350620]So here it is another day in the land of Smart Canucks,
Some of us are delicate does & some of you handsome bucks,
Although there are no more sleuth words or points to be tabulated,
& some still have angst from slots withdrawal may still feel a tad frustrated,
This is just a reminder that most of us are still here,
We can still express our opinions even though we’re running in low gear,
We’ve have had our share of winners when we used to submit words,
& some of you learned that trying for MM prizes was really for the birds,
So now we have Trip-An-Hour Thursdays, but to be the 1,007th caller?
& somehow a trip to Mexico just would not make me holler,
A couple of you guys won matching cars, I think that they were Cruzes?
Lee03 got to see Alice in Scotland & hear him sing away his muses,
Wolfdio has won so many things, too many things to even count,
Remember when they used to call the winner & how the tension did mount?
Some of our regulars have left & we all hope that they’re well & fine,
Maybe some people are busy & just do not have the spare time,
Anyhow dear people, we’re still cogs in this carefree regime,
I’m glad that we still remain here, united as a team!!



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and because of you, i'm still here, your the best

[WULFMAN]

IS this week over yet?

[the H team]

Well, I helped see Dear Helen off on Her Final Shopping Trip.
I actually mentioned that when I Signed the Online Book of Condolences for Her (OK... for Her Family)... "Grocery Shopping will never be the same."

Even the Rabbi was in Tears and could not remain Composed.

Helen had a Tough Life, but the Way that She Faced it Straight On is Amazing!!!!
She would (every Day) Pray for other People.
That was Who She was... and how She will be Remembered.
Her Goal, it seems, was to make Everyone that She met Smile (if She could not get you to Laugh).

If I may, I would like to Share my 1st Memory... my 1st Meeting of Dear Helen:

I do not Remember which Year it was, but there was a Large Gathering on New Year's Eve. It was (at the Time) at my next door Neighbour's Place.
Now, my Hearing is not the best and when you have dozens of People all milling about and talking, it just becomes "noise" to me, so I cannot follow any Conversation.
I sat at the table quietly... Helen was just to my left.
I Felt Her Eyes upon me at Times.
SUDDENLY... there was no "Word"... no "Warning"...
Helen... started... to SING!!!!
I turned to Her, my jaw hanging open... I blocked out all Sound but for Her Voice.
Others followed Suit... the Place went Silent, except for the Sound of that Sweet, Delicate, Beautiful Voice.
By the Time She Finished, I sat there Stunned... a Tear in my Eye.
I did not want Her to Stop, it was soooo Beautiful.
There was total Silence for a Moment... just before we all began a Thunderous Round of Applause.

This was my Wonderful Introduction to Dear Helen.
She told me later that She Reads Faces and can tell a lot about someone that way.
She Liked what She saw in my Mug (for some Reason) and I Feel in my Gut that She Sang for ME.
That Song Haunted me for such a long Time. I cannot Remember the Song... or the Tune. All I Remember is the "Feeling" that I had.

I Feel Selfish; I do not want Her to go.
But it is not my Place to keep Her from Her Rounds.
There are other People in Need of Her.
"G*d needed an Assistant, so She Submitted Her Resume."

R.I.P. Dear Helen
You may now Dance pain-free;
You can now Teach the other Angels to Sing;
You have left us a Generous Portion of Your Heart;
You have given us Memories that no amount of Money could ever buy.

My Love for You, Dear Helen, is shown in the Tears that flow freely.
You will be Missed... but never "forgotten".

what a beautiful & touching first memory. she will be with you always, Wolfie. you were a great friend to her.

[mizzsazzyazz]

Well, I helped see Dear Helen off on Her Final Shopping Trip.
I actually mentioned that when I Signed the Online Book of Condolences for Her (OK... for Her Family)... "Grocery Shopping will never be the same."

Even the Rabbi was in Tears and could not remain Composed.

Helen had a Tough Life, but the Way that She Faced it Straight On is Amazing!!!!
She would (every Day) Pray for other People.
That was Who She was... and how She will be Remembered.
Her Goal, it seems, was to make Everyone that She met Smile (if She could not get you to Laugh).

If I may, I would like to Share my 1st Memory... my 1st Meeting of Dear Helen:

I do not Remember which Year it was, but there was a Large Gathering on New Year's Eve. It was (at the Time) at my next door Neighbour's Place.
Now, my Hearing is not the best and when you have dozens of People all milling about and talking, it just becomes "noise" to me, so I cannot follow any Conversation.
I sat at the table quietly... Helen was just to my left.
I Felt Her Eyes upon me at Times.
SUDDENLY... there was no "Word"... no "Warning"...
Helen... started... to SING!!!!
I turned to Her, my jaw hanging open... I blocked out all Sound but for Her Voice.
Others followed Suit... the Place went Silent, except for the Sound of that Sweet, Delicate, Beautiful Voice.
By the Time She Finished, I sat there Stunned... a Tear in my Eye.
I did not want Her to Stop, it was soooo Beautiful.
There was total Silence for a Moment... just before we all began a Thunderous Round of Applause.

This was my Wonderful Introduction to Dear Helen.
She told me later that She Reads Faces and can tell a lot about someone that way.
She Liked what She saw in my Mug (for some Reason) and I Feel in my Gut that She Sang for ME.
That Song Haunted me for such a long Time. I cannot Remember the Song... or the Tune. All I Remember is the "Feeling" that I had.

I Feel Selfish; I do not want Her to go.
But it is not my Place to keep Her from Her Rounds.
There are other People in Need of Her.
"G*d needed an Assistant, so She Submitted Her Resume."

R.I.P. Dear Helen
You may now Dance pain-free;
You can now Teach the other Angels to Sing;
You have left us a Generous Portion of Your Heart;
You have given us Memories that no amount of Money could ever buy.

My Love for You, Dear Helen, is shown in the Tears that flow freely.
You will be Missed... but never "forgotten".

Wolf My thoughts and prays for you and Helen .. as I read your story I had tears streaming down my face.. ( good thing I work alone in my area lol )you are such a great person. But I am sure Helen knew that when she picked you for her Angel

[WolfDio]

Wolfie, many studies have shown that music is strongly linked to memory. One day you will hear that tune again and the moment will re-create itself in perfect clarity in your mind.

In the meantime, let me take a shot in the dark. Was this it? "Just sit right down and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip..."

No... but it is now the Earworm De Jour.

I always Think of Red Forman...
"Ah. Gilligan screwed it up again. Why don't they just kill him?"

[user-id]

Well, I helped see Dear Helen off on Her Final Shopping Trip.
I actually mentioned that when I Signed the Online Book of Condolences for Her (OK... for Her Family)... "Grocery Shopping will never be the same."

Even the Rabbi was in Tears and could not remain Composed.

Helen had a Tough Life, but the Way that She Faced it Straight On is Amazing!!!!
She would (every Day) Pray for other People.
That was Who She was... and how She will be Remembered.
Her Goal, it seems, was to make Everyone that She met Smile (if She could not get you to Laugh).

If I may, I would like to Share my 1st Memory... my 1st Meeting of Dear Helen:

I do not Remember which Year it was, but there was a Large Gathering on New Year's Eve. It was (at the Time) at my next door Neighbour's Place.
Now, my Hearing is not the best and when you have dozens of People all milling about and talking, it just becomes "noise" to me, so I cannot follow any Conversation.
I sat at the table quietly... Helen was just to my left.
I Felt Her Eyes upon me at Times.
SUDDENLY... there was no "Word"... no "Warning"...
Helen... started... to SING!!!!
I turned to Her, my jaw hanging open... I blocked out all Sound but for Her Voice.
Others followed Suit... the Place went Silent, except for the Sound of that Sweet, Delicate, Beautiful Voice.
By the Time She Finished, I sat there Stunned... a Tear in my Eye.
I did not want Her to Stop, it was soooo Beautiful.
There was total Silence for a Moment... just before we all began a Thunderous Round of Applause.

This was my Wonderful Introduction to Dear Helen.
She told me later that She Reads Faces and can tell a lot about someone that way.
She Liked what She saw in my Mug (for some Reason) and I Feel in my Gut that She Sang for ME.
That Song Haunted me for such a long Time. I cannot Remember the Song... or the Tune. All I Remember is the "Feeling" that I had.

I Feel Selfish; I do not want Her to go.
But it is not my Place to keep Her from Her Rounds.
There are other People in Need of Her.
"G*d needed an Assistant, so She Submitted Her Resume."

R.I.P. Dear Helen
You may now Dance pain-free;
You can now Teach the other Angels to Sing;
You have left us a Generous Portion of Your Heart;
You have given us Memories that no amount of Money could ever buy.

My Love for You, Dear Helen, is shown in the Tears that flow freely.
You will be Missed... but never "forgotten".

What a touching story about your wonderful and dear friend Helen! Thanks for sharing Wolfie!

[user-id]

Looks like I got a new blue heart!!!

Congratulations on the new blue rockit!

[user-id]

Good Night, All!

[attitash]

Good morning Q sters....tough to go back to w*rk after such a fine day on the slopes yesterday

[waynethegolfer]

Good morning may the hump be with you. This is usually the coldest week of the year, but not this year. Stay warm.

[waynethegolfer]

[waynethegolfer]

[heartgirl99]

morning qt's
definitely a bacon kind of day!

[crazyredneck]

good morning to the 'q' gang, hope everyones hump day is quick and painless, today is the last day of my week tomorrow sometime i head to wiarton