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This year’s sand castles
competition in Oregon – stunning…the best yet!

Truly exceptional!

This year’s sand castles competition in Oregon – stunning…the

best yet!

Amazing and totally weird all at the same time!

Have you seen this one yet? A little different than expected…

He was just a little boy,
On a week’s first day.
Wandering home from Bible school,
And dawdling on the way.

He scuffed his shoes into the grass;
He even found a caterpillar.
He found a fluffy milkweed pod,
And blew out all the ‘filler.’

A bird’s nest in a tree overhead,
So wisely placed up so high.
Was just another wonder,
That caught his eager eye.

A neighbor watched his zig-zag course,
And hailed him from the lawn;
Asked him where he’d been that day
And what was going on.

‘I’ve been to Bible School,’
He said and turned a piece of sod.
He picked up a wiggly worm replying,
‘I’ve learned a lot about God.’

‘M’m very fine way,’ the neighbor said,
‘for a boy to spend his time.’
‘If you’ll tell me where God is,
I’ll give you a brand new dime.’

Quick as a flash the answer came!
Nor were his accents faint.
‘I’ll give you a dollar, Mister,
If you can tell me where God ain’t.’

Psalms 91: The Angels are watching over you and me.

Tin Pan Alley always keeps only a jump behind the international situation. The preoccupation of songwriters with U. S. patriotism put three flag-waving songs on Variety’s best-selling list.* The assault on England has boosted A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square to No. 3 on the list. But the fall of France has inspired the best tune: The Last Time I Saw Paris, by Jerome Kern and Oscar Hammerstein II. Not yet a bestseller, this song was well on its way last week. Kate Smith had had exclusive radio rights to it for six weeks. There were half a dozen records of it, of which silky-voiced Hildegarde’s (Decca) best captured its nostalgia for the boulevards:

The last time I saw Paris, Her trees were dressed for spring, And lovers walked beneath those trees, And birds found songs to sing. . . . The last time I saw Paris, Her heart was warm and gay. No matter how they change her I’ll remember her that way.†

For years, Lyricist Hammerstein has written show songs with Composer Kern (Show Boat, Sunny, Music in the Air). The Last Time I Saw Paris, said he last week, is the only song he ever wrote that was not written to order. It is also the first Kern-Hammerstein piece whose words were written before the music. It is a hit, said Mr. Hammerstein, because “everyone feels that way about Paris, even the people who’ve never been there.”

*God Bless America; Shout, I Am an American; He’s My Uncle. †Copyright 1940 by Chappell & Co. Inc., New York City.

source: times.com