|6/23/2014 1:39:00 PM|
Setting a good example for kids
Quoting from AOL, the story by Bernie Wilson about Hall of Famer, Tony Gwynn.
Acording to Wilson’s report, Gwynn had a 20-year career with the San Diego Padres baseball team. He died of cancer June 16 at the age of 54 after treatment for a “tumor inside his right cheek. They grafted a nerve from Gwynn’s back to help him eventually regain facial movement.”
Gwynn “believed the cancer was from chewing tobacco.”
Why am I writing about a baseball “Hall of Famer” in this column?
Because, once I witnessed a livestock judge at a 4-H fair chewing a wad of tobacco and the can of tobacco he had been nipping from, was very visible in his hip pocket.
In fact, it was so visible the can left a faded imprint on the material of the trousers he was wearing.
I became, shall we say, concerned, and I wrote the judge a note stating my concerns that he was giving a very poor impression to the kids.
The next year, he judged again and, I might say, seemed free and clear of his tin of chewing tobacco.
Having said all that, with the 4-H fairs coming up in the next few weeks,
I’m pleading to all the 4-H judges and livestock “jocks” to leave your chewing tobacco home and make sure you have on a pair of jeans that doesn’t show the outline that will tell that once a tin of chewing tobacco was housed in that pocket.
Your job is meant to know that you are an expert and know what is important in the livestock you are judging, you also have the responsibility to show the kids good habits.
I can tell you one thing, watch out for me, because if I’m at a fair that you are at and you are working with the youth of our farming world and you are chewing tobacco, and because I’ve never chewed tobacco and my tongue is still in tact, you will get a tongue lashing from me.
Having said all that, as a teenager, I did smoke. I hated it and most of the cigarettes I lit up usually burned up without too many a puff from me.
But I will tell you, on all my health records, it is recorded that I “was a smoker.”
I try to tell them that I really hated everything about smoking and I usually ate something after I put the thing out, but the health people don’t care about the particulars, they considered the fact that you put a cigarette to your mouth, you were a smoker.
My older sister was so dumb, she would lock herself in the powder room off of the kitchen at my folks house. The room had a small window and she would go in there, open the window and light up a cigarette.
The minute she opened the door to come back out, when she had finished her smoke, this horrid smell would come out with her and because she was in such a closed space, she stunk to high heaven.
Of course, she always pulled this stunt when it was time to help with the dishes, and I became the dumb one by staying and helping my mother clean up after dinner.
To this day, I want to say to someone who passes near me and has been smoking, that they “stink,” fresh air or not.
But please, if you are a 4-H judge, or a livestock “jock” and you work with the kids, do them a real big favor and chuck the snuff in the garbage. Ciao!
P.S. Platteville, Wis., was hit big time by a tornado this past week. Lots and lots of damage down town and in the outlying areas. Our place in Platteville only lost electricity for a while, but otherwise, it stayed away from us.
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