An evening with Fred...

Last night I did have the opportunity to go and see Fred Thompson. I did pay for the opportunity, but the price of admission in my opinion far outweighs the chance of a lifetime to meet the person who most likely will be the next president of the USA. Sadly, the person taking my picture moved the camera too quickly, and the image of me was blurred, but here are a few of the pic's that did come out.





This is my friend Richard Cammeron with Fred Thompson. He is the one who has gotten me involved with the Williamson County Republican Party Chairman's Circle. He has really taken to introducing me around, and always prefaces the introduction as, "________, this is Jason Lukawitz, he is someone I thought you should meet." How is that for an introduction.

This is my friend Bill Hemrick with Fred Thompson.


Both Bill and Richard have a lot of pull in this town with some of the elected officials they are friends with, and the exciting thing is both have stated that should, no rather WHEN Fred Thompson gets elected, they could arrange to go to the White House to meet him there.

Now that would be cool.

Anyways, for now, take care...

I use the free labels

I don't know where I read this, but as I recall the writer wrote that they were a good person because they didn't use the free labels provided by those charities that solicit money through the mail and attempt to use guilt as the trigger to give. I am here to confess to the world that I do use those labels, but I don't donate.

Why you may ask???

The way I see it, I didn't ask to be solicited, and since the company soliciting has the money to print labels to give away, they probably aren't the best steward of money collected from donors. Since someone somewhere has donated, and their hard earned funds are being used to print mailing labels for me, I would almost feel guilty not using the labels.

It would be like baking a cake for the neighbor. You may or may not be the best cook in the world, but you probably tried your best in baking the cake. Would you not be offended if the neighbor didn't eat the cake you spent your time and resources preparing? If the neighbor refused to eat the cake because they were not in a position, or had no desire to give you something in return, would you not feel offended?

I would argue that you would take offense. As such, just as you would expect your neighbor to eat the cake expecting nothing in return, so also should you use mailing labels provided by people begging for money regardless of whether or not you contribute.

Think about it, you know I am right.

For now though, take care...

While driving to work this morning...

I was on my way into the office this morning when a country song came on the radio station I was listening to. I started listening to the words, and it started off with a father buying his son McNuggets from McDonald's and telling him he needed to finish them. During the song he was celebrating the fact that his son was imitating him, until he muttered a swear word.

Hmm...

Makes you aware of how much of an impact we make on the people we are around on a daily basis including our children. I stopped cussing a little over 2 years ago, yeah, I do slip from time to time, but for the most part that language has been removed from my vernacular, but that doesn't mean my talk is always "clean."

I had to listen to the whole country song to find out how this kid turns out, but sadly my phone rang and I got engaged in a conversation so I don't know the outcome.

Don't know who the artist is who sang the song, but I am sure I will hear it again. If they wrote the song about me, I wonder what it would say.

I know what I hope it would say...

For now, take care...

Have you forgotten???

I have to be really honest with all of you today in letting you know how disappointed I am in myself for shear complacency in remembering the tragic events of 9/11. I am ashamed to say that my day started like most others, up before the sun, and out of the house with the rising of the sun for another day of "business."

My day today started with a 7:30 meeting followed by a 9:00 meeting, which was followed by a 10:00 meeting that preceded a lunch meeting that culminated in a 1:30 interview for a prospect we were looking to hire. (We did hire)

Aside from a few minutes of talk show dribble as I dashed from one meeting to another, no part of my time today was spent remembering those who lost, and those who continue to fight to insure our freedom into the future.

I said to my Dad this morning in a brief conversation that today should be made into a national day of remembrance to honor those who were lost, and to pay respect to those sent to protect as a result of 9/11.

After much thought though, the prospect of another day set aside for one purpose would only give corporate America the opportunity to launch another day of sales designed to separate you from your money, and in that would ultimately trivialize the sacrifice made that horrible day.

Sadly I confess to you, the true horror of that day has been forgotten. Replaced by the day to day routine we are all guilty of participating in. My son is growing up in a world vastly different from the one I grew up in, and if I forget the horror of that day, how can I explain it to him so that he will understand.

Funny thing is 6 years ago, American flags were hung in respect after the attack. People gathered in church and turned back to God. New friendships were forged by neighbors meeting neighbors. And the strength of our country was strong and unified, a united front for the rest of the world to see.

The memorial that had the massive spotlights arranged that resembled the fallen towers were like a middle finger being shown to the terrorists who executed the attack, and real smack in the face to them that said, hey, we may be down, but we won't be for long.

Six years later, we soldier on with our lives, callous and complacent to what happened, content to pretend like it never did. And I am guilty of that, and I am ashamed.

For those of you affected by either the loss of a loved one, a friend, a colleague, a job or in any way connected to 9/11 I owe you an apology. And I am sorry.

We should never forget.

Take care...