GREAT NEWS for Coffee Lovers!

Experts have finally come out and admitted what experienced coffee drinkers have always known--coffee is good for you! This news is especially welcome to the conservative Mennonite coffee drinking crowd, whose enjoyment of good brew has always been somewhat hampered by various guilt complexes. I've often heard non-coffee drinkers reply to a coffee offer with "No thanks, and I don't smoke either." Well folks, its time those people receive their just reward!


The full story San Diego Times Report,

or here at MSNBC

Great Stuff, huh? A nod from the top dogs. But they do give a warning it would be wise to heed. According to leading chemist Joe A. Vinson, "this does not mean coffee is a substitute for fruit and vegetables." Rats. Don't ditch the broccoli yet. But hang on--there will be more studies.

Well, friends, I am very tired, after hours and hours of hard manual labor on my new website. Nothing like poring over little black text in white boxes to make a guy tired (notepad).

I hope you will like my website, after I'm done with it. I promise it will be a lot better. I promise. I promise I will get a lot more pictures on my "friends" page. If you want to be posted on my friends page, I will gladly do it for a small fee.

Yesterday was a good day. 5 youth were baptized at our church Ken preached an incredible sermon. I wish I could remember more of it now. In the afternoon Uncle Jesse's were over for lunch. Jesse's are in a pickle. Loren just left to teach at Catlett. David went to NY for several months. Kelvin, who just got married, was just diagnosed with Mono. That leaves a very small force to milk there huge herd of moomoos and do all their chores, and now corn chopping is upon them. I hope they don't drop dead through it all.

I passed out tracts with our youth in the afternoon. It troubles me how we pass out tracts, stepping silently on to porches and quietly placing a tract in the door, then slipping away. This has been our custom for over 25 years. I knocked on several doors to try to talk to someone. I got to talk to one man. He was very nice. I didn't know what to say. He took my tract, and I left. I wished I had something intelligent to say to him. There is a way to do this. But I always worry that people will hate me for knocking on their doors. They will never respond to someone "peddling" religion. I don't know. I'm reading Pippert's "out of the salt shaker and into the world" now, and it seems very promising.

You have got to be kidding?

Is this really my, Darrell's Hershy's own blog?