tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post5976370987336276708..comments2024-03-11T03:55:02.214-05:00Comments on Coffee with the Hermit: The Pickle Jar...HermitJimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13631580830147175636noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post-38492132185915360612008-09-30T10:28:00.000-05:002008-09-30T10:28:00.000-05:00Hey Manu...the story touched me as well, maybe bec...Hey Manu...the story touched me as well, maybe because my Dad used to have a jar or bank he collected his change in. The fact that sometimes memories like this are shared by everyone and are meant to be brought up again if only to remind us how alike we are.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by...HermitJimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13631580830147175636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post-41264520139161433812008-09-30T10:16:00.000-05:002008-09-30T10:16:00.000-05:00Hi Jim...that was a very beautiful and touchy stor...Hi Jim...that was a very beautiful and touchy story, it did bring a tear or 2 into my eyes. Thank you for sharing:o)... hope you are having a great day.<BR/><BR/>See ya,<BR/>Manu.Manuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08722668844600511464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post-18423723140404207422008-09-30T10:15:00.000-05:002008-09-30T10:15:00.000-05:00Hey Lydia...thanks so much for stopping by. We som...Hey Lydia...thanks so much for stopping by. We sometimes don't realize just how much our actions can affect others, both good or bad.<BR/><BR/>Better to err on the side of too much good deeds than in the other direction, don't you think?<BR/><BR/>Thanks again for dropping by...HermitJimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13631580830147175636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post-66401085508816637832008-09-30T09:45:00.000-05:002008-09-30T09:45:00.000-05:00Nice story Jim, very touching. I have a water bott...Nice story Jim, very touching. I have a water bottle which I use for the same reason.(the pickle jug we use for pickles, my daughter and I eat them like candy.) Like your sis, the change in the water jug has added up many times, and many excited smiles from my kids when we cash it in. <BR/>It is very true that we affect the lives of others in so many ways...<BR/><BR/><BR/>thanks for the smiles.<BR/>lydiaLydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18267902449369439536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post-44764075354924415002008-09-30T08:12:00.000-05:002008-09-30T08:12:00.000-05:00Hey Sis...glad you could drop by today. Dad used t...Hey Sis...glad you could drop by today. Dad used to spend hours sometimes rolling his change...don't remember what he used it for, but I remember I used to buy some of the dimes and pennies to look through when I collected coins.<BR/><BR/>Funny what you can remember sometimes when s story sparks the memory a bit.<BR/><BR/>Love ya...HermitJimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13631580830147175636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post-8092028924033339332008-09-30T08:03:00.000-05:002008-09-30T08:03:00.000-05:00I am sometimes glad I live alone. I couldn't speak...I am sometimes glad I live alone. I couldn't speak for a moment after reading the story. I do remember Daddy saving coins, especially dimes and quarters. Didn't he have a chalk bank (donkey or something) from Mexico? Mom makes fun of me because I still save all of my change. It has been used before, more than I would have liked, but it has seen me through more than once over the years! Keep up the wonderful work but please try to publish at least short stories! Love you very much.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post-46998403919766022642008-09-30T06:28:00.000-05:002008-09-30T06:28:00.000-05:00Hey Cat...thanks for the nice comment and for your...Hey Cat...thanks for the nice comment and for your visit. I appreciate it very much.<BR/><BR/>My friends dropping by to read and comment makes my day more complete.<BR/><BR/>See ya...HermitJimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13631580830147175636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474304103076898115.post-72985688408619489032008-09-30T06:25:00.000-05:002008-09-30T06:25:00.000-05:00That was a beautiful story, Jim. To teach importa...That was a beautiful story, Jim. To teach important life lessons without really ever saying a word...just by your actions. They really DO speak louder than words.<BR/><BR/>But I have to say, too, that I am thankful for words...without them I would not have met you!<BR/><BR/>Have a cheerful day,<BR/>CatCat Meltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09128837220469414630noreply@blogger.com