Thursday, November 26, 2009

On this day on Thanks, our thanks to You

November 26, 2009

Colorado Springs, CO

Dear Friends,

We hope this day finds you safe and sound, and that you are surrounded by those you care about. We know for many, those loved ones may be far away in body, but side-by-side with you in Spirit. As Auctioneers, we have much to be thankful for this year. Our business has stayed strong during difficult times, and we owe our continued success to both the wonderful customers and clients that support us, and the terrific team we have making each sale and event possible. We are truly blessed on many fronts. Thank You for making this day possible for us.

We are thankful for those who stand guard over us, so we may have this day of thanks with our family. To Michael serving overseas in the military; to our good friend Scott manning his firehouse; to all those in public service who put others before themselves… Thank You.

We are grateful that this day our own family will gather here in our home from across the country. We are thankful for the bounty we will have before us as we enjoy the love and laughter that our family brings.

To all of you who made this day possible for us, our deepest thanks. We are only here today because of others.

From Rich and Shannon Schur, and the entire Schur Success Team, Happy Thanksgiving, and God Bless.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

A word about our Vets… in addition to “Thanks”


Some veterans bear visible signs of their service: a missing limb, a jagged scar, a certain look in the eye. Others may carry the evidence inside them: a pin holding a bone together, a piece of shrapnel in the leg - or perhaps another sort of inner steel: the soul's ally forged in the refinery of adversity. Except in parades, however, the men and women who have kept America safe wear no badge or emblem. You can't tell a vet just by looking.

What is a vet?

He is the cop on the beat who spent six months in Saudi Arabia sweating two gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers didn't run out of fuel.

He is the barroom loudmouth, dumber than five wooden planks, whose overgrown frat-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by four hours of exquisite bravery near the 38th parallel.

She or he—is the nurse who fought against futility and went to sleep sobbing every night for two solid years in Da Nang.

He is the POW who went away one person and came back another—or didn't come back


He is the Quantico drill instructor who has never seen combat—but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account rednecks and gang members into Marines, and teaching them to watch each other's backs.

He is the parade—riding Legionnaire who pins on his ribbons and medals with a prosthetic hand.

He is the career quartermaster who watches the ribbons and medals pass him by.

He is the three anonymous heroes in The Tomb Of The Unknowns, whose presence at the Arlington National Cemetery must forever preserve the memory of all the anonymous heroes whose valor dies unrecognized with them on the battlefield or in the ocean's sunless deep.

He is the old guy bagging groceries at the supermarket—palsied now and aggravatingly slow—who helped liberate a Nazi death camp and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when the nightmares come.

He is an ordinary and yet an extraordinary human being—a person who offered some of his life's most vital years in the service of his country, and who sacrificed his ambitions so others would not have to sacrifice theirs.

He is a soldier and a savior and a sword against the darkness, and he is nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation ever known.

So remember, each time you see someone who has served our country, just lean over and say Thank You.

That's all most people need, and in most cases it will mean more than any medals they could have been awarded or were awarded.

Two little words that mean a lot, "THANK YOU."

Remember November 11th is Veterans Day.

"It is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us freedom of the press. It
is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech. It is the
soldier, not the campus organizer, who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, who salutes the flag, who serves beneath the flag, and whose
coffin is draped by the flag, who allows the protester to burn the flag."

Father Dennis Edward O'Brien, USMC

What will tomorrow bring?

No, this is not another political commentary. I was FB IM'ing my brother-in-law, who will soon be a grandfather for the first time. We were chatting about the world that his granddaughter will grow up in. A world that will be very different from the one we grew up in. Here are some of the things we were thinking… what do YOU think tomorrow will bring?

She will miss a world where…

  • Cars had gasoline engines
  • Doors were locked and unlocked with actual keys
  • Computers had big boxes and cables hooked to them
  • Telephones sat on desks
  • Microwave ovens took a full minute to cook food (how awful that wait must have been)
  • People actually went to stores to buy things
  • Money was printed on ugly paper and had to be counted by a person
  • Consumer electronics were mass-produced and not made just for you
  • Some people actually didn't have cell phones
  • You sometimes got to put your luggage on a plane without paying extra
  • People used full words and sentences to communicate
  • Some people didn't text message each other
  • Refrigerators didn't have TV screens (the horror)
  • We only had 3,500 cable channels (what to watch???)
  • Speeding tickets were actually written by a live police officer
  • Postage costs less than $1


What else do you think she will miss?