Thursday, April 8, 2010

Stupid Joke...

I sent a joke by email to several friends and old high school classmates recently. The responses I received to the joke (only a few) were positive, except one of my old classmates, Mary, responded - offended and upset about the contents of the joke, and oh boy she really let me have it!

Here is Mary's response:
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Hi Stephen,
I value you as a former classmate and a friend, but we in no way share political or social views, and yet, somehow, we're both decent human beings who care about our families, our country and our world. I don't want to get emails that simplistically slam 'liberal' world views while adding nothing to the discussion of how to bring people together to solve tough problems and make our world more just and caring. For everyone. That's the discussion I'm interested in. If you've got something along those lines, send it, but if not, let's stop right here.
Best, Mary

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Ouch! In retrospect, I should have been more mature and NOT sent the joke.
Here it is:

From: Stephen Kappesser
Subject: The Genie
To: xxx
Date: Wednesday, April 7, 2010, 10:22 AM



A Genie appeared one day to a destitute Mexican refugee outside an Arizona immigration office.

"Good man," the Genie said, "I've been sent here by the United States Government and told to grant you three wishes, since you just arrived in the United States with your wife and eight children."

The man told the Genie, "Well, where I come from we don't have good teeth, so I want new teeth, maybe a lot of gold in them."

The Genie looked at the man's almost toothless grin and -- PING!-- he had a brand new shining set of gold teeth in his mouth!

"What else?" asked the Genie, "Two more to go."

The refugee claimant now got bolder. "I need a big house with a three-car garage in Annapolis on the water with eight bedrooms for my family and the rest of my relatives who still live in my country.. I want to bring them all over here" --- and -- PING!-- in the distance there could be seen a beautiful mansion with a three-car garage, a long driveway, and a walkout patio with a BBQ in an upscale neighborhood overlooking the bay.

"One more wish," said the Genie.

"Yes, one more wish. I want to be like an American with American clothes instead of these torn clothes, and a baseball cap instead of this sombrero. And I want to have white skin like Americans" ---and --- PING! -- The man was transformed - wearing worn-out jeans, a Baltimore Orioles T-shirt, and a baseball cap. He had his bad teeth back and the mansion had disappeared from the horizon.

"What happened to my new teeth?" he wailed. "Where is my new house?"


The Genie said:
"AWWWW, TOO BAD, Amigo, now that you are a white American, you have to fend for yourself."

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Anyway, I liked Mary in high school - she was smart, cute, and bright with not an enemy in the world. I assume she hasn't changed after 40 years(none of us really do) so I was compelled to apologize in as graceful a manner as I could:

This is my reply:

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I'm Sorry, Mary.
I can see from your perspective that this thing was in very bad taste and I apologize. In the future I will refrain from sending material like this.

I usually preface this kind of material with the phrase:
"This is just a joke, not a serious commentary".

As you can see, my jovial attitude towards the World has changed little.
Unfortunately at times, like now, it's a weakness.

As a Believer who is now very familiar with Scripture, I know that our Lord requires us to help the less fortunate with open arms. And I do. With my checkbook and personal volunteering of my time and labor on a weekly basis.
However that does not excuse my actions in regard to my offense.
Please forgive me?

Steve
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Well there it is. I have not received a reply from Mary yet, but I really hope she will accept my apology and forgive me.
I admit that have learned a valuable lesson - thank you Mary!

People less fortunate than myself shall no longer be the subject of my jokes. I promise to manifest my maturity and intellect of 55 years, and try to apply my humor in better, more benign ways.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Kappesser Street




On a recent trip to Syracuse, NY we took some photos on Kappesser Street, named after Medal of Honor winner Peter Kappesser, one of my forbears.
Peter Kappesser was a Civil War hero, and my great great great Uncle...so to honor him, the city of Syracuse, his hometown, named a street after him. It's in North Syracuse in the area my Dad was born and raised.
You can read all about him on WIKIPEDIA...


Friday, February 12, 2010

New Photos: Snow at the Homestead












Well, we shoveled our way out of this, eargerly anticipating more this weekend. I have difficulty bending my arms...now that they are 2" longer. Barb has been baking a lot through all this, and I have been sampling her brownies, cobbler, etc. Very good. Gotta go to work now.



Saturday, December 26, 2009

Snowball Sling

I and my sons were out playin' in the snow Christmas afternoon. Sledding down the back yard and chuckin' snow balls.
We discovered that a giant waterballoon sling-shot can fling a snowball at an alarming rate of speed for an amazing distance...
Joe is going to bring one back to school with him. Plenty of snow in Upstate NY. He plans to ambush his fellow classmates from
the balcony of his dorm building. Cool. (Literally...)





Sunday, December 20, 2009

The Christmas Tree Stump Chain

Not much to look at but I like it a lot. Every year I must cut a slice off the trunk of the Christmas tree before I put it up so it'll suck water better. I save the stumps and mark them with the year and put them on a chain. I have stumps going back to 1984...










Friday, December 18, 2009

1982: Our First Christmas Together

These photos were shot at Christmastime 6 months after we were married.

Our first home was a nice townehouse in Navy Housing - completely furnished with antiques (1950s vintage). The Dog's name was "Candy". Our first little Christmas tree was propped on top of the spare tire from our 1980 GMC pickup truck. I still use that toolbox. Barb was expecting our first child, Stephanie...That ice field behind me in one of the photos was a hunting ground for (ohmygosh!) baby seals.

We were stationed at a US Navy Intelligence's Integrated Undersea Surveillance System facility in Argentia, Newfoundland, Canada. Our crew detected, tracked, and provided targeting info on Soviet nuclear submarines in the Arctic Ocean. Barb worked Supply and I ran the Calibration Lab in Operations. The IUSS system was Classified until the mid-90's...now they use other technology for that mission.

Our friends were Dan and Emily Walsh. Dan went on after this duty station to work at the Pentagon and then for a Navy SEAL unit. I think Dan did his 20 yrs. with the Navy and jumped over to the private sector. Last I heard, Emily is in management for "Child Time" learning centers in VA. We still get a Christmas card from them every year...



















Monday, December 14, 2009

New Song: This Christmas

I put this song down on paper as an answer to prayer.
I had the opportunity to sing this for my friends at church last Sunday. It was hard to do and I think more than a few could see that I was struggling with it, trying not to lose my composure. I got-r-done though...


(Notated with Guitar Chords)

THIS CHRISTMAS WILL BE DIFFERENT
s. kappesser 2009

[Intro Am D G]

G Em
Oh, this Christmas will be diff’rent,

Am D
Than many in the past,

G Em
Things just aren’t the same now,

Am D
Time has gone too fast.
‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’
G Em
Haven’t seen old friends,

Am D
In a while - - I don’t know,

G Em
And a cold, hard feelin’ settles in,

Am D
As I watch the fallin’ snow…
‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’
G
Oh, this Christmas will be
Em
diff’rent,

Am D
Friends have come and gone,

G Em
Mem’ries of days gone by,

Am D
Makes it hard to sing this song.

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G Em
The only Hope I have is here,

Am D
The Book shouts words of joy,

G Em
It began so long ago,

Am D
With the birth of a Holy Boy.

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[Bridge]
D C G
The sky lit up,

D C G
The Host sang out,

D C G
It must’ve been a glorious site!

D C G
A baby born from High above,

D C G
Have no fear in His awesome love,

D C G
I know I found the Light.
‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’

G Em
Oh, this Christmas will be diff’rent,

Am D
Can I be strong and able?

G Em
I am told that Hope’s alive

Am D
It was born in a Christmas stable.
‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’

G Em
Oh, this Christmas will be diff’rent,

Am D
While some things cannot be,

G Em
Love is strong, as it was ment,

Am D
It’s a gift He gave to me…
‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’
G Em
Yes, this Christmas will be diff’rent,

Am D
Than many in the past,

G Em
But in many ways, it’ll be the same

Am D
It’s finally here, at last…

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