Social Security surplus
had to be addressed
A Sept. 4 letter stated that just last week Rep. Sam Graves and 97 percent of House Republicans voted to “steal” $2.9 trillion from Social Security. From what I have learned, this vote actually took place on April 12, 2018, over a year ago, not last week.
This $2.9 trillion is a surplus balance. This effort to balance the budget would have included having to do something with this surplus balance. But the intent was never to take it away from the Social Security fund. No Republican politician in his right mind would do that.
Social Security spending is 23% of our total federal budget, so in order to achieve a balanced budget this figure would need to be addressed. I don’t think very many of us really know how things work in Congress.
I had to really dig to find this information and feel I now have a better understanding of the intent of this vote. I did not know this vote took place until I read Jerry Anderson’s letter. But I do feel differently than he does about this. I just don’t think they ever intended to use Social Security to cover our national debt. I also plan on voting for ol’ Sam again.
Best part of school is not having to go
School is back in session, bringing mixed emotions for all involved. There is joy, sadness, and, for parents, relief. Students will see old friends and make new ones. A new routine will be established quickly.
I remember my school days fondly, although I wasn’t nearly as enthusiastic at the time. My favorite class was always recess, with the rest of the day spent daydreaming — about recess.
Lacking a better term, I was an “underachiever” in school. I set low expectations for myself, and I considered “C” a personal success. I always felt it was unfair that we weren’t graded on recess. At St. Rita’s Academy every grade level enjoyed recess at the same time. We all played dodge ball in the gym, when the little kids were subjected to bombardment from the big kids. For most of us, our biggest goal was to become a big kid.
Outside of recess, we were subjected to strict discipline in the classroom. A sharp rap on the knuckles from a wooden ruler was an effective incentive to behave. No, it did not crush our fragile egos. We knew we deserved it. Our biggest fear was being sent to the “office,” where we were certain that unimaginable tortures would be inflicted. But, as far as I know, everyone survived.
Somehow we learned enough to move on to high school where we once again became the “little kids.” Sadly, there was no recess. Instead we had PE, which was organized and sanctioned infliction of pain on the “little” kids.
My greatest joy at the beginning of a new school year is that I am no longer required to attend.
What a welcome at the airport
Oh, the memories! Many years ago, when I was in employment requiring overnight travel, I flew to Kansas City and met my wife and two children, ages 7 and 4.
My wife looked disheveled and frustrated and I asked her what happened. She said this happens every time I go somewhere overnight. The kids wake up and get scared because Daddy is gone and get in bed with Mommy and toss, turn, and kick all night. Consequently, my wife gets no sleep, explaining her lack of composure and look of exhaustion.
Two days later, I had to fly out again and I called them in and told them Daddy would bring a special present to them if they were good and slept in their own beds. They lit up like Christmas trees and said they could not wait to get their reward.
The next day, returning from my overnight appointment, I flew back to Kansas City and as I was walking into the terminal, my 4-year-old girl started yelling, “Daddy! Daddy! You’ll be glad to know, no one slept with Mommy this time while you were gone!” Did you ever see a terminal full of passengers laughing so hard they had tears in their eyes? I did!