Really Good Quotes

February 7, 2014

February 7th, 2014
Really Good Quotes "A mind, once expanded by a new idea, never returns to its original dimensions." - Oliver Wendell Holmes

Greetings Quotaholics,

We come to the end of an era.
  Ok, maybe it isn’t an era, but the end is most definitely here.  This will be the last issue of Really Good Quotes.

Much like everything else, RGQ has a limited life span. The heartbeat of RGQ has been the participation of many people, from writers, segment contributors, and you, the readers.

As most of you are aware, Yahoo, our main hosting source, has made adjustments and upgrades to their service. Every time they did, we had to scramble to put out a readable issue.  Of course, since Yahoo couldn’t, or wouldn’t, provide a simple answer, we had to devote a lot of time to troubleshoot and make the necessary corrections.

Since it’s inception by Bruce, who did it all five times a week, it morphed into a thrice weekly adventure.  Bruce became too busy to participate, although others had joined in on the fun.  Kirsten, Patti, Faithy, Tim, Sied, Mike, Grammie, John, Ranina, BJ, Nancy, LDO, Lucille, myself and others have had various duties, including writing our individual articles, just to get the issues out.

We have lost some of these people to other endeavors, and some we have lost completely. But, what we have lost most is time.  It takes a much longer time to prepare a single issue for publication than it used to take.  Since nobody has been able to stretch the clock, or adjust the speed in which time marches on, we are left with borrowing from family time, other recreational time, and sometimes sleep.  We simply cannot continue.

We have enjoyed sharing out thoughts, opinions, and efforts here at RGQ. We hope you have enjoyed it as well.  We thank you for reading each issue, and your comments on the content you read.  It had been enjoyable beyond the human ability to describe, but it has come to the time when we must close this chapter and move on to write other chapters in our lives.

Be well. And may your lives be as enriched as ours have become simply because you let us. Take care.

Cliff & the rest of the RGQ Staff

Comment On This Issue

Editorial Comment

The staff of RGQ has been informed of the decision to shut down,and have been given the opportunity to offer their own goodbyes.  Following are those individual comments.

Feel free to comment with the link above about this issue, or about any part of RGQ’s short history. We will be distributing any comments received to the entire RGQ staff.

Bruce’s Blog

On August 2, 2002 RGQ was born. We’re nearly a dozen years and 1,800 issues into it as of today, and we’re now at a point where it has to come to an end. It’s with a very heavy heart that I say farewell to my wonderful friends and associates. I think of Tim and Sied, both of whom passed away while actively writing for us, and I think of the other great writers, past and present, who have made this such a significant experience for all of us. I considered listing them and thanking them all individually, but I know I’d leave someone out and that’s the last thing I’d want to do. Fortunately, you and they know who they are.

I created RGQ on a whim, and never in my wildest dreams would I have expected it to take on the character that it has, nor would I have thought it could ever have assumed the importance in peoples’ lives that it ultimately did. We’ve shared laughs and tears, and we’ve become a virtual but very real family, complete even with the crazy aunt in the attic. I don’t know how that happened, frankly, but I will be forever thankful that it did. I’m grateful to both the staff writers and to the readers who have chosen to let us into their lives.

Thank you all for being a part of this wonderful experiment. I love you all more than you know. It’s been one hell of a ride!

n the immortal words of Bob Hope, "Thanks for the memories!"


P.S. I don’t want to give anyone false hope, but the Yahoo group called Really Good Quotes will not cease to exist with our last issue, even though there will be no more mailings from it. If a whole new team of people were to be willing to come together to restart it, it could possibly happen, but it is quite literally going to require the organization of a whole new staff for writing, production, and administration. Take my word for it. That’s no easy task. If anyone feels up to the challenge of leading the charge, they can write me at and I’ll help coordinate it in any way I can. If you are so inclined, I suggest you write soon so that momentum isn’t lost.    If it doesn’t happen in the first week I’ll bet money that it won’t ever happen.  It really is now or never.

Mike’s Missive

I don’t remember how I first came to read RGQ. Maybe it was the limericks, although I don’t remember being interested in them before I started submitting them to RGQ. I didn’t comment a lot but I did submit limericks almost every day.

In 2004 I experienced some personal problems and wrote about them in the comments. The outpouring of support and help that I received from the RGQ family was stunning. I felt that I had a second family who cared about me and my problems.

Sometime after that Bruce announced that he needed to step away from RGQ and unless somebody came forward RGQ would be shutting down. I guess I felt that I owed the readers because of their support in my time of need, so I contacted Bruce. It turned out that I was one of two he was considering. As Patti mentions in her farewell it was neck and neck until she decided to write her history column instead.

When it became too much for me to write 3 times a week Patti kindly took over the Wednesday lead. That relieved some of the burden but I was still doing most of the work. Bruce, who was never far away, suggested farming out some of the duties and I had several people who helped with quotes, comments, etc. It was through this network of helpers that I roped in Kirsten and Cliff. I was later able to convince Cliff to write a daily column too.

Several people came in during this time, both to help and to write. Some came and went and some like Lucille and BJ stuck around. I owe everyone a huge thank you for all you did.

At some point I suppose I felt that I had said whatever it was that needed saying and I told Cliff I needed to stop writing. He took on the big chores while I continued to supply the jokes and images and to post the issues to Yahoo and the website. I owe many of our readers a deep thank you for keeping me in jokes all this time, along with the many images submitted.

Thanks to all of you for allowing me to write for you. Thanks especially for not slamming me too much, either for what I wrote about or the fact that I’m a barely literate hillbilly! I’ll miss you all.


Patti’s Parenthetical Past

I don’t even know how I found Really Good Quotes. I assume I typed into some search engine, probably not even Google for the term “quotes” and up it popped. I apparently liked it because I started getting it delivered to my inbox five days a week. That’s right, I have been part of RGQ for so long, it was an every weekday thing when I started.

As a side note, back then Bruce did it all himself and had lots of work each night getting the next day’s issue out the door.

I know this is hard to believe, but I was a blabby commenter on a rather frequent basis. I must have said something about having a computer degree or teaching computers or something because Bruce asked me if I would like to help out and format the comments for each day. I said I would love to help. Or something like that. Anyway, I began helping.

I’m not exactly sure of the entire timeline for all this stuff. I know that we eventually went to three days a week and that Bruce needed a break to work on a private project. One assumes it was the Marshall Hydrothermal thing. He asked for volunteers to write the lead once a week. Two people volunteered - Mike and me. Bruce ran a poll. Neck and neck. Bruce couldn’t decide who to choose. I made it easy, I withdrew my offer.

But I love to read and write and I loved RGQ. So, I eventually made a counter-offer. I had this idea for a piece about what happened on each day. I would write a few paragraphs and since this was a quote thing, I would add a few quotes to enhance the story. Patti’s Parenthetical Past was born. I liked these so much that I began posting them, updated with extra text and quotes, to my personal blog. Little Bits of History is still going strong.

Bruce needed more time away, Mike was tired of writing so much, I got asked if I would write a lead article once a week. Again I said I would love to help out. Or something like that. Anyway, I started writing once a week for the lead space.

I don’t remember when I stopped formatting comments and I don’t remember when I got asked to put the quotes together for each issue. But whenever it was, that’s what I have done.

I was shocked when Seid died and felt horrible that he had been so close all this time and I had never met him in person, until his funeral. I was happy to meet Cliff, who also made the trip to South Carolina to pay his respects to Fred Seidendorf, remarkable man, writer, veteran, humorist, storyteller, and friend.

Tim, Red Barren, funny guy extraordinaire, IT man with a mission, and friend (who never wanted his last name published but *I* know it) got me interested in My Writers Circle, an online writing forum. Tim was a constant there, just as funny and helpful over there as he always was here. He was fine and then he was sick and then so suddenly, he was gone. I was unable to get to Buffalo for his funeral. I sent my prayers.

When I look back on the vagaries or life and my time here I’m simply astounded. I’ve spoken to Bruce on the phone, but we are on opposite coasts. I’ve met Cliff. I’m friends with more people over on Facebook, writers and readers. It feels like a family.

I will miss this popping up in my inbox three times a week. I might even miss the writing - but I certainly am not going to miss the deadlines looming and not finding anything to write about and striving to fill a space and hopefully entertain you, the reader, and possibly even make you think.

Thanks, Bruce, for starting this. Thanks for giving me a chance to put my words in front of so many people. Thanks to all the other behind the scenes people present and past who made it possible for this to last as long as it did. Thanks to the readers who hopefully enjoyed each issue and thought about what we presented.

I’m going to miss you guys.

“A mind, once expanded by a new idea, never returns to its original dimensions.” - Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.

Cliff’s Notes

I was an avid reader of RGQ, and when there was a call for assistance to do the layout of each issue, I readily volunteered.  I really enjoyed seeing the pieces come together as I plucked each author’s work from an email and made it into a newsletter or e-zine.

Sied passed and we were short a writer.  I again volunteered as many of my friends had said I should become an writer.  I believed them.  I must have had some convoluted logic behind my arguments as my offer wasa accepted.  I began writing and doing the layout three times a week and loved every minute of it.

Things changed. Yahoo got testy, but it was still fun, but I had only enough time to write only once a week.  I had to take over the publication when Bruce had to leave.  I was still having fun.  Others left us, for one reason or another, so I had to get others to fill in.  A new rhythm was established.

I learned recently that Mike cannot do his backstage support. If you didn’t know, he would gather the funny pictures and jokes for each issue.  He also staged each issue for publication.  His efforts were quite time consuming as each picture had to be resized and uploaded to a server.  Shortly before that, GrammieSammie left us and BJ went into the hospital for surgery.  BJ’s email began bouncing, so that wasn’t a good sign.

My workload had increased simply due to Yahoo’s "upgrades", and I had no more time to devote to fill the gaps as I had to take on a part-time job.  The staff knew if we lost a key member, RGQ would be lost.  Well, we lost 3.  We tried to make up for the loss, but it was not meant to be.

I want to thank Bruce, and you, the readers, for letting me try something new; writing.  I’ve enjoyed every moment of it.  I will truly miss this aspect of my life.  I got to exercise some new "muscles" in the process and it felt good.

Thank you again, dear readers, for your warm welcome each and every issue. Your comments, whether in agreement or opposition, made me feel like I was doing something beneficial.  Sometimes I would take on the role of the Devil’s Advocate.  Sometimes I was speaking of things near and dear to my heart.  At all times I was enjoying the experience.

I hope the future brings us all together again in some form.   I will miss you.  If you wish to know, my Facebook link is

Cliff (the High-Tech Redneck who doesn’t rate a fancy ’signature pic’)

Kirsten’s Krazy Kaleidoscope

Email Kirsten

I have been a loyal reader of RGQ since its very early days, back when Bruce was singlehandedly putting out an issue five days a week, without any help from anyone. I mean, did the man not have a life?

Actually, he probably didn’t, which is why he started recruiting writers to help him out. My own behind-the-scenes involvement started with the assembling of the issues. Bruce and the writers would send me their articles, quotes, pictures and whatnot, and I would put it all together and send the finished product back to Bruce.

After a few months of this, Bruce offered me my own column, and I jumped at the opportunity. I have fond memories of our two writers who are sadly no longer with us - Sied, who was never afraid to give me a well-meaning (and usually much-needed) kick in the read, and Tim, who was the first to encourage me to expand my writing beyond RGQ. Faithy was writing for us then as well, and so was Robin. Patti was also part of the clan, then and now.

In the years since then, we have seen writers come and go. I myself have gone, and then, unable to live without RGQ, I have returned. We have made new friends and learned new stories. We have seen each other - both writers and readers - through births and deaths, new beginnings and unexpected endings. I announced the births of both of my children on RGQ. You were there for my engagement and my marriage, the death of my dad, and my son’s diagnosis with autism. You have seen me through just about every major life event known to man, and for that I am truly grateful.

You have been like a family to me, and I am going to miss you so very much. It has been an honour to be a part of this, and my time here will live forever in my memory. I have made friends, formed relationships that I truly care about and that go beyond the pages of RGQ.

In the words of the late Douglas Adams, who was a far greater writer than I will ever be: “So long, and thanks for all the fish.”

Kaleidoscopically yours,

Lucille’s Lunacy

I’ll miss RGQ. 3 times a week, I got to exercise my funny bone, and of course, my ever ready sniping gene. I’m sorry it has to end, but I certainly understand how it has gotten to be too much for one man to handle.

I hope everyone who has either written for RGQ over the years, or read it over their morning coffee have nothing but the best in life. I feel like we’ve been through a lot with each other, and I will miss reading my own subscription to the ezine.

It does seem that a lot of things have changed this year. My law office is almost closed, and I am trying to become a seller on EBay. Still, as much as everything changes, we all remain the same.

Again, I wish everyone nothing but the best of what life can give. I’ll include all of you in my prayers, and hope you will remember me the same way. Thanks again for the support and encouragement you have given me over the years.

Nancy’s Nuances

Fare Thee Well

“Friendship - pure, unselfish friendship,
All through life’s allotted span,
Man’s relationship to man.”
(Author unknown)

Finding RGQ a few years ago was a delightful breathe of fresh air among the mountains of drivel we see in way too much written material. I eagerly read each issue, responded to items now and then, and was asked to be a writer. I have been honored to participate in this e-zine. I hope you have gained a tidbit from my ramblings. I have been especially moved when someone responds to a topic. And now it ends, as much a loss as losing a friend. We’ve been part of a special community of people who think, who are knowledgeable, who share with us. I will miss all of you.


Yellow Brick Road

Goodbye “Yellow Brick Road”

Goodbye RGQ too.

Re-reading my article, I’m surprised about the number of apologies I’ve had to make. I’m no Hugh Grant, but I may as well begin with my apology tour. Let’s begin.

I’m a latecomer to the writing team. I was surprised to discover how bad a writer I am. Sorry about that.

I’d hoped and planned that over time I’d get better. Turns out that’s not going to happen. Again, I’m sorry about that.

I’ve been with RGQ as a reader and occasional commentator since its edition numbers were in the double digits. I can’t tell you exactly when, since that was two computers ago.

Back in those days, computers used to store information on their hard drives. When they died, so did the information. So very long ago. Let me reminisce about those days for a while.

Ah the old days. You kids don’t know how good you have it now. Back in those days, people could still do what they called “Getting lost”. Their phones were about a foot long, and they couldn’t connect to the satellites orbiting the Earth.

They did have a thing called “maps”, but it was just a picture on a piece of paper. It didn’t know where you were, where they were, or where North was.

So what people used to do was head out to the general vicinity of where they wanted to go, and then stop and ask other people where their destination was. Have I told this story before? Sorry young’uns, the old memory ain’t what it used to be.

Did I mention the time there were no people about? So I knocked on a door which turned out to belong to a brothel. I don’t know who was more surprised; me or the madam when she discovered that I just wanted directions. In case you’re wondering, the ‘John” in ‘John_in_Oz’ does not relate to that. Nor to Elton John, despite the title ‘Yellow Brick Road’ that Cliff gave to my articles.

Over the years, RGQ has been many things. You the readers have supported it. Not as generously financially as one might have wanted. I know I didn’t. My conscience was often pricked by the request for a donation, but I only ever did so once. It didn’t amount the ‘dollar a month’ Bruce asked for. But you did support it with your comments and contributions.

The writers have been a part of my life for years. Bruce the Founder, and Mike the Saviour of RGQ when it had come to the point that Bruce couldn’t go on alone. Later, Cliff the Sustainer who kept things going far longer than looked possible. I have caused him immense aggravation to Cliff with constant lateness with articles, and to him also, I apologise.

Other contributors were also a key part of RGQ. I came to know and corresponded with Sied and Tim outside the pages of RGQ.

Many of you will remember Sied. He had an idiosyncratic sense of humour, and avid political opinions. We didn’t always agree, but we were close enough for interesting arguments. The late F.P. Siedentopf was a prolific correspondent. Even now, years after his death, I have 5,445 emails he sent. I switched to Gmail because I wanted to keep his correspondence, a gigantic collection of funny videos, cartoons and stills and other letters. I’d already gone over the size limits of a Hotmail account, plus two Yahoo accounts before switching to Gmail, mostly because of Sied.

Tim was likewise a good correspondent. Intelligent, witty, caring, generous, smart and sorely missed. Very switched on with technology, he’d have loved to see self-driving cars, telephones that understand when you talk to them, and widespread broadband. I’m not so sure about his response to say, Chatroulette. (If you don’t know, don’t ask, don’t check, don’t look it up.)

I’m terrified to list the other current writers of RGQ in case I miss somebody out. And I’ll be late for a meeting if I do try and give you all the thanks you deserve. But Patti, Sammy, Lucile and all of you, you contributed so much. Be pleased that Yahoo keeps a record of your words yet. I almost never wrote to tell you how well you had done, and for that too I apologise.

Thanks one and all. I’ve come to the end of my Yellow Brick Road. We’ve come to the end of RGQ. I’d love to be able to volunteer to take over for Cliff and Mike, but in fact I’ve found it a struggle to produce just one article a week. And that was occasionally finished at 4 a.m. We part now, but I will remember you fondly.

John In Oz Sig
(John) Leo Morgan

Trivial Pursuits

To the Staff and Readers of RGQ -

Many thanks, all, for your fine comments about the Limericks and the Trivia section. They were well received. I did enjoy trying to come up with something each issue, mainly because I, too, was learning as I was searching. Before I retire, I leave you with one last Limerick -

The Limericks have gone up in smoke.
This is not, no, not a new joke.
And the trivia was nice,
Well worth the price,
But now it’s good-bye to you folk.


Final Comments

Reader Submission

This is not actually a comment. I just found RGQ recently and wondered if you would mind sharing one of my stories with your readers. Thank you, - Janice in Illinois
Story below:
A friend sent me this ad, trying to be helpful. Since I read a lot of stuff between the lines that may, or may not, be intended, I rewrote the ad as I saw it.
First, here’s what I received:
On Monday, January 27, 2014 2:32 PM, (company name withheld) wrote:
Jan. 27, 2014
Dear Sir,
Do you have what it takes to become a travel writer…and get paid to travel the world and tell other people about your experiences?
If so, write down this date: Thursday, January 30. We’re looking for more travel coverage this spring…and we need more travel writers.
A good candidate is someone who is comfortable getting lost when they travel… Someone who likes to try new things and meet new people. Someone who is opinionated and persuasive. And someone who is willing—even eager—to travel without relying on a pre-packaged trip or tour.
If this is you, sign up here to learn more.
You DON’T need a resume or any formal degrees or training.
All you need is pen and paper on this date—Thursday, January 30, 2014.
On that day, you’ll get a brief 20-minute video explaining the audition process, what’s expected of you should you decide to audition, how travel writing works, the kinds of stories we’re looking for, how, as a travel writer, you’ll get paid and more.
After more than 30 years in publishing, we’re buying more travel stories today… from readers like you…than we ever have in the past.
If this is something you think you can do—travel and report back about the things you see and do in exchange for free or reduced rate travel, we might just hand you your first check.
Sign up for a 20-minute instruction video that explains how the audition process works, here.
(Company name withheld)
P.S. Auditions are limited. To RSVP and request an audition video that details the audition process and what publishers like us are looking for in the travel writers we hire, go here.

Now, here is what I thought as I was reading it:
Unemployed? Bored? Homeless, maybe? Want to travel the world and get paid to do it? Seeking thrills and adventure? Like meeting new people? Well, we have the job for you!
Explore. We are looking for more travel coverage this spring, and we need more travel writers.
The ideal candidate would be someone who is comfortable getting lost in strange places, likes to experience new things, is opinionated and persuasive. Someone who is willing – even eager – to travel without direction or planned destination. No education of any kind is required.
Our ideal candidate should be someone who can write with pencil and paper. In addition, you should be fleet of foot and confident when handling difficult situations, including, but not limited to:
Kidnapping, inbred hillbilly cannibals, practitioners of unspeakable religious ceremonies, extraterrestrials (possibly disoriented due to crash-landing), psycho-killers, Bigfoot, guys with large knives named Jason, chainsaw-wielding serial killers, hungry and wild man-eating animals, and the wrath of nature.
After 30 years in publishing, we are buying more travel stories today – from people like you – than we ever have in the past.
If this is something you think you can do – travel and report back about things you see and do — in exchange for free or reduced rate travel and all the camping equipment you can carry, we may just wire you some money when you return to civilization.
RSVP now for a chance to learn more and audition for this awesome opportunity.
[Your considerations are probably most correct, if it is not a lure to unsuspecting applicants in the first place.  You are quite astute and I applaud you for your foresight. If we at RGQ had even a little part in your, or anyone else’s realizations of some of the activities taking place on the Net, then we have served a purpose. Thank you for sharing. - Cliff]



Patty, in your response to my writings about Fukushima you said that what little you hear implies that things are getting better.
For what it’s worth, that’s exactly the reason I decided to add the information to my writings. My goal has been to help people to realize that it’s not all better over there…nor over here for that matter. I believe it should not be buried from public discussion. You, and others like you, are the reason for my puny effort to at least make an effort to inform this tiny (relatively speaking) group. - Bruce



The hell with Walmart. Taxpayers have been subsidizing the wealthiest family on Earth, one collectively worth $150 billion. The net worth of the six heirs exceeds the holdings of the bottom 41% of all Americans.
To think we’re subsidizing them with food stamps and welfare payments to their workers makes my blood boil. - Bruce

I remember when Walmart stores were small. They did not have a huge salection, but they did have a bit of everything. Departments were laid out so that you could find what you needed, whether it was a piece of clothing, or a new bike. You could get it, but you also got something else then. Service. Anyone remember Service? Is it a dying art? I was never so very disappointed when Walmart got rid of their greeters. The greeters were a life saver to me, because I am blind and due to the inormous size of the store, its echo and rattle of people and carts, I always have trouble getting round in there and even with Campbell my dog from the Seeing Eye, it was very helpful having the greeters to direct me or to find help through the store for me.
As time has gone by and the super stores have become popular, I find that the personal touch is gone, and it was not an easy parting, nor a smart one. - Patty

I have a moral imperative to NOT shop at WalMart. I don’t care how big or small they are, I don’t care what strategies they use, I don’t shop there. Haven’t been inside a WalMart in 10 years. The only strategy that would get me inside a WalMart, would be if they allowed their employees to unionize and started paying them a living wage. I really don’t expect that to happen any time soon. - herm



This is a great article and provides those of us who have not experienced such as loss good advice on how to speak to those who have. I noticed there is quite a bit of anger evident throughout the suggestions and rightfully so; however, it is my suspicion that the anger is really from the horrible loss and not meant for those who try to comfort. Please know that those of us who offend do so unknowingly with the most sincere of intentions. One thing that’s helped me over the years is a little quote I’ve coined, “The only way you can truly offend me . . . is to think that you can.” I seriously doubt that when anyone has offended in the ways you’ve outlined that it was even the slightest bit intentional. - TH from MI



You could get satellite internet wherever you live. Yes, Lucille, you can tell Comcast where to get off. - herm



Kirsten, you are absolutely right. One of the girls singing in that commercial was singing in her native American language which was in use over a thousand years before anyone on this continent ever even heard the English language. Those UnAmerican jerks can go to h e double hockey sticks. - herm


Reader Submission

Well, this to me is a kind of an accessibility issue, yet so much more…
Last night I had the pleasure of stumbling on a Vandy/Vols College basketball game.
I listened in Wrapped Fascination as the announcers brought the game to life, right there in the living room. I was taken immediately back to a time when I use to enjoy sports on the radio on a regular bases. Not only was there basket ball, but Baseball as well, and of course, don’t forget Sunday afternoon racing. The publicity of today’s TV news and many different sports channels, sometimes over shadows the radio aspect of Sports Fore-casting. I however because of great Sports Fore-Casting, was transported in to the game and enjoyed it fantastically.
So, what say you? Have you experienced both Radio and TV Sports? If so, which do you prefer?
I have listened to radio sports, and also have participated in watching TV Sports, and I still enjoy the radio much better. Reader’s note,) I could see enough to pile up in front of the TV and watch sports at first so my first experience with TV Sports was as a partially blind person. I am now, totally blind, and so enjoy the descriptive nature of Radio Sports exceptionally well. TV Sports Commentators tend to focus on more of the history of the participants rather than what is going on in the game, race, or whatever the event happens to be.
So again, do you prefer Radio Sports, or TV Sports? Is it an issue of sightlessness, or is there more to it? I can remember my grand father, my dad, and uncles, gathering on the front porch of my grand parent’s house on Sunday afternoon’s and listening to the Foot Ball game, race, or whatever happened to be playing. Sometimes we’d catch an afternoon Base Ball game, you just never knew, but it was the radio they turned to.
I find that the Radio commentator spends more time describing in great detail what’s going on in the game, on the field, or track. - Patty


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