Posted on 03/21/2016 5:48:55 AM PDT by NYer
I just saw him and his new wife and dozens of his kids on a new shopping channel for survival kits!
Meal Buckets
The “Jerry Jones Special” is a $2,000 kit that comes with one bucket each of freeze-dried raspberries, strawberries, corn, green beans, tomato flakes, plus five “fire now” buckets, 12 buckets containing 200 meals, six buckets of white rice, six buckets of pinto beans, and three buckets of wheat. (Unless you’re buying in Canada. In that case, no wheat.) It makes 3,300 servings of food or 480 meals.
Puke. I hope he gets his just rewards.
He could make a small fortune selling most of that “trash” at a flea market.
While ministering in Camp of Hope, Florida they were offered the opportunity to move to Branson, Missouri to begin The Jim Bakker Show. They moved the entire staff from Camp of Hope, Florida to Branson, Missouri in 2003. Sixteen years to the date that Pastor Jim made the last broadcast from PTL, he and Lori launched their new television ministry from Branson, Missouri.
If your a Georgia Bulldog fan they do! lol
Wishing them all they deserve.
I am absolutely sure you don’t understand my complaint. Yes, she supported the Bank of America with $20K in NSF fees, and enjoying the purchase of oceangoing containers full of goods she then stuffed into closets so she could never even look at them which now reside in storage spaces costing her $600 a month.
You bet, getting on the internet and pushing buttons is worth tens of thousands of dollars in sheer pleasure. Because anyone can see that having say a dozen Lady Diana dolls with the teeny fur coats and tiaras is totally inadequate, you have to have at least 35 of them so, I suppose, you can relive that Star Trek episode where all the identical women fembots are running around. So you had better buy 42 of them in case any get into traffic accidents while you are not looking at them. And maybe half a dozen Jackie Onassis dolls so they can swap clothes.
She supported me with over $20K in fees associated with packing up her goods. I am totally in favor of the redistribution of her wealth, like a good socialist. You’re right, you have me pegged. By allowing her condo to go into foreclosure twice, she altruistically paid all manner of fees and late charges to collection agencies and responsibly failed to pay electric bills, property tax bills. She received great value for all those fees and undoubtedly that was part of her joy. She obliterated her credit so that she could not purchase a home nor even qualify for a rental except for cash, but she spent the cash. Pretty cool. Then she had to have her attorney plead for her to get an advance against the estate so she could incur $3-5000 in legal fees to gain access to money she already had but spent on antique tea sets and napkin holders. She got the advance but we determined that her condo had over $29K in water leakage damage she knew nothing about because she in essence abandoned the place, so that, too was a total waste. She bought not 2 or 3 banquet-sized silver-plate platters weighing 35 pounds each upon which you’d have to have a 75 pound piece of meat to be in scale when she can’t even carry 20 pounds; but 27 of them. What’s not to like?
That is just sad!
And how many others are falling prey to the Home Shopping hucksters?!
It *is* sad and maybe I’m just sad for her instead of angry as I said. But if you’ve ever spent time around, for example, heroin addicts, there are limits to what a person can feel sympathy for. I spent easily 30 days working through her debris stuffed into every cranny of a 5000 sq ft home and every day, three to five new packages of stuff would arrive by mail or UPS. Because one never knows when 650 people are going to show up for a dinner party and you might run out of tea sets, especially antique pewter ones that you’d have to be nuts to brew tea in; unless lead poisoning is something you actually aspire to.
Here is an estate you might have liked to handle: http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2013-02-24/news/ct-per-flash-paul-powell-0224-20130224_1_shoe-box-clothes-closet-hotel-room
Note the last paragraph: “Fittingly, Powell asked that his gravestone read: “Here Lies A Lifelong Democrat.””
They were in Christmas shopping bags that went out with the trash.
They were taken in for the purpose of matching gems to them -- for earrings ordered built as gifts -- and the jeweler dropped them in the bottom of a bag without saying anything... :-(
It truly is sad. Unfortunately, so many families have split and divided over the decades as they moved from one state to another. Another contributing factor is the low birth rate with some couples opting not to have children. When that branch of the family tree shrivels up, their family photos end up in the dumpster.
Such was the case 4 years ago when a long lost cousin passed away. The estate was properly disposed of except for the family photos. Now, coincidentally, at the same time, I was researching my great, great grandparents, who immigrated from France and Ireland. From a very young age, my grandmother recounted their story but had no photos of them; neither did any of my other living relatives on our shrinking family tree. In researching one of their children, Clara, I learned that she married later in life and bore a son. (That made him the grandson; hence, a strong possibility that he might have had photos.)
Equipped with his name, on a whim, I searched the SS death registry and learned that he had passed away only 4 months earlier. Now curious, I googled his obituary which provided the name of the funeral home that handled his funeral. With nothing to lose, I emailed them an inquiry on any family photos and papers that were left behind. (I carefully worded the inquiry so as not to convey the impression I was looking for money.) Several days passed before I received a response conveying sympathy on the loss of my cousin. The message then went on to say that my inquiry had been passed along to the Estate Executor.
As I made arrangements for a memorial mass for my cousin, 2 large boxes arrived. Inside each was the same letter from the executor. In it, the individual explained that the contents were all that remained from my cousin's estate. They had sent these to a local thrift store for disposal but they were returned. My inquiry arrived one day before the items were scheduled to be shredded!
One box contained personal albums from my cousin. My hands shook, however, as I sifted through the loose photos in the 2nd box. Some were labeled; many were not. Using clothing as a guide, I dug deep to find the oldest photos. Suddenly, I pulled up the photo of a woman from the turn of the century, professionally taken in a studio. On the reverse was the name of the studio which was only a few blocks from where my great, great grandparents resided in the worst Irish ghetto of NYC. Just below it was the photo of a man from the same period, taken by the same studio. No names were necessary as I immediately recognized them as my great, great grandparents.
These two immigrants came to America in hopes of a better life and were met with prejudice for their heritage and faith. Despite that, they raised 5 children in one of the worst ghettos, aptly named - Hell's Kitchen. Those photos are now framed and been assigned a place of dignity, sitting proudly on the mantel over my fireplace. Were it not for their determination and strength of character, I would not be here today. Remember to pray for your ancestors who sacrificed all so that you could enjoy the freedom and liberty offered in this country.
My wife is currently doing geneology research. Interesting topic. Glad to hear that the pictures were able to be saved.
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