I talked to Jesus today.

QUOTE from Albert Einstein: "Hydrogen and stupidity are the two most common elements in the universe, not necessarily in that order."

HUMOR for today: On Wednesday I took Ruth Ann to the eye doctor in Cedar Rapids. While waiting to go into the exam room she heard three of the female employees talking and laughing their heads off. The one lady was telling the other two how she made a call the other day to remind a patient about his appointment. His name was Jesus Martinez.

She makes the call and the guy's wife answers the phone. She says to the wife, "I'm calling to remind Jesus about his appointment. Is Jesus there?" The wife giggled and said I'll get him.
Jesus gets on the phone and the lady says, "Is this Jesus?"
He says, "Yes, this is Jesus but my name is pronounced Hey-sue."
The employee and Jesus had a good laugh. She was thankful that he had a good sense of humor. I'm sure it had happened before. The employee obviously didn't know much about the spanish language.
When the lady got home that night she told her husband and son that she had talked to Jesus today. She said they both lost it as they were laughing so hard.

What I LEARNED from a D-Day survivor. While waiting for Ruth Ann in the waiting room I saw an elderly man with a WWII Veteran's cap on. I went over and struck up a conversation with him.
His name was Harold Bartz,  he was 92 years old and went in on the second wave on D-Day near Omaha Beach. He told me they loaded the men up the night before at their port in England. After midnight they headed out to sea and anchored a mile or two from the beach. It took a while for the men to get off the ship and into the launch vehicles. When going in he said they were let off too far out and the water was pretty deep. He was 6'3" so the water was not over his head but the shorter guys could hardly stay up. We had 80 pound packs on our backs and 6 grenades attached to the front. He made it to shore even though the Germans were on a bluff picking us off like flies. Some of unit didn't make it.

When on shore he got up to throw a grenade.  He was throwing it with his left hand when a bullet went through his left arm. The grenade dropped to the sand and he knew he had to move fast as he had already pulled the pin. He dove into the sand and the grenade exploded. He got shrapnel in his right arm and back
from his own grrenade. Those was the only wounds he got the rest of the war.

He said that when he recovered he became a scout for General Patton. The scouts would go out ahead and try to see what the German positions were, etc. He knew Patton personally and would sometimes argue with him. One time there were eight scouts being sent out and Patton ordered them to take off their dog tags. He told Patton you can't do that because if we get killed nobody wiil ever know what happened to us. We'll be eaten by some buzzards. Patton won the argument. He said Patton did give him a Silver Star.

He got to come home in December of 1944 because of the point system. Harold said his main thought everyday in combat was will I live to see my baby son. Whe he got home he went into farming near Belle Plaine, Iowa, and raised six kids. Over the years he has talked to numerous high schoold classes about his wartime experiences. He said every once in a while he'll have a flashback to D-Day. Of the 128 men in his D-Day outfit 124 were killed before the war was over. What an interesting man.

He and wife are writing a book about their 69 years of marriage.