Hello, and happy Sunday afternoon to you, my dear friends. I hope this blog entry finds you healthy, happy and coooool.

Speaking of cool, the calendar turns to the month of August next week. The “dog days” of summer. It’s hot. The humidity is up there. Take a walk i your neighborhood. Come back soaked. Two and three shower days. However, consider the alternative: cold, below freezing temps, frozen snot face (when ‘ya know, ‘ya know). I’ll take the heat…and a milkshake.😊

Speaking of August, I’ll turn the ripe young age of 60 next Sunday. How is this possible? I’ve asked my mother(I don’t DARE tell you her age!) the same question. Her answer is always the same: how do you think I feel?! Lol! Most days I don’t feel my age, at least mentally. I’m still a goofy, fun loving, fun living younger guy, at heart. My body, however tells me differently most days, although I am improving. I still wake up in the morning and sound like a bowl of Rice Krispies-Snap, Krakle & Pop! So, we fight the good fight, love Jesus and love others each day. Have a laugh. Have a cry. It’s all good.

You might be wondering, hey Jeff, when are you going to get around to that part of the title, “being forgotten”? Almost forgot. Sorry, THAT was a bad joke. A couple of weeks ago our pastor mentioned being forgotten as part of his sermon. It got me to thinking about all of the people that we-I am pointing my finger squarely at my chest here-“forget” each and every day. They are: the barista at Starbucks, the cashier at the drive through at your favorite fast food joint, your waitress or wait or at dinner last night. The list goes on and on and on. Years ago I noticed that my friend, Scott Rider, would call everyone by their 1st name. Place or situation didn’t matter. If you were the waitress at Bob Evans and were wearing a name badge, he called you by your name. I started doing this too. Try it. Don’t let these people be forgotten. They are human, just like you and me. People LIKE to hear their name. By calling them Bob their name you are recognizing them. They have lives, feelings, just like you and me. They hurt, just like you and me. Again, try it. You just might make someone’s day. 😊

Lastly, I had coffee Friday morning with a. Dear friend and client, Jim Strawn. Jim is the most positive person I know. Spending 30 or so minutes with him just fills my tank. Well, we get ready to leave and go our separate ways and Jim says, “I love you buddy”. Not is passing, but genuine. I can’t explain just how good that made me feel. Thank you, Jim.

So, go have a great week. Worry not about the heat. Have a milkshake. Recognize all people and, tell someone close to you that you love them.

Be well,

Jeff