Thursday, June 10, 2010

Happy St Patrick's Day

Tuesday, March 17, 2009 at 6:07pm


May there always be work for your hands to do;May your purse always hold a coin or two;May the sun always shine on your windowpane;May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain; May the hand of a friend always be near you;May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you

Calling All North Miami Pioneers

Robin McGary Gerzina Calling all N. Miami Pioneers
Please join our site on Facebook..Here you can find more classmates than the ones that I send to you. You can have discussions, post pictures, and talk to everyone who has joined. Ladies, please edit your profile to INCLUDE your maiden name..It is hard enough to remember even when we have maiden names. North Miami Senior High 66' is our groups name..Check it out..

Conversation with Bill Donohoe class of 66

Monday, August 3, 2009 at 12:21am


I did find Jeannie..she lives in Co. She did not come to the reunion, her son was getting married and they traveled the US that summer in an RV. I can send you her e-mail address via northmiami6@hotmail.com. Can you send me your phone no at that e-mail address..when I lost my phone awhile back I also lost all my phone no's that I had in it. I ...had yours in there , remember exactly where I was when you called to thank me. You are very welcome for my efforts..it is a gift from me to the entire class of NM66. I know how bad I wanted to reconnect with certain people in my life and I had to find them. I knew other people had the same want..the want to find someone again..that reconnection with the people who we shared four or more years with everyday. Our best friends of days gone by. I have a gift for finding people..so I set out to find all 1,200 of us. Did not do too bad..found about 1,000 of us while I lived 3,000 miles away from N. Miami. I am still on the journey. I think whenyou lose your parent's and several friends along the way you want to reconnect with old friends. They are warm and fuzzy. They make you feel good and complete us. When we left NM we left many of our friends never knowing what became of them. When I see classmates finding each other and chatting on FB I smile and sometimes even cry for I ... know that my years of research in finding everyone has worked. It is a good feeling. Bill you know if and when I come that way I will be at you front door..nothing will be able to keep me from knocking..thanks for the invite

Billy Donohoe
Nobody, except Tarilynn, knows me as well as those with whom I went through puberty. I say that "you can never make any new 'old' friends." It just ain't the same. I can talk to certain people, people I haven't seen in 40 years, and the conversation takes off like we spoke a week ago. Amazing!
August 3, 2009 at 9:50pm ·

Ellen Small
Hey Bill! Remember me - Ellen Proctor? I married Joel Kirschbaum (for 13 years) and we had one daughter. Anna lives in Tampa with her husband and two little boys. I live in Pittsburgh and have my own company. I help hospitals hire non-medical staff they can't find themselves. Whatever happened to Red Corrado? How did you end up in CA? How are you?
August 4, 2009 at 5:20am ·

Billy Donohoe
Of course I remember you! I believe I was Best Man (figure of speech) at the wedding. I'd love to get caught up with you. Weren't you and Marcia best of buddies back in the day? I was so shocked by the news of Marcia. Talked with Joel for the first time in 30 years about 3 months ago

I wish you enough


Tuesday, August 11, 2009 at 12:20pm


"Wish you Enough"
I am sure that many of you have heard or seen this posted from me in a message to you. The author of this is Bob Perks..He has a book coming out in Nov of this year. I thought I would post this to you, my friends and family in case you did not know what it means when I say this. Today I would like to send this message to two families from Idaho..The Clute family who lost their son Whitney and to The Greenslitt's in memory of Jake..I truly wish your families enough.

"I wish you enough!"© by Bob Perka



I never really thought that I'd spend as much time in airports as I do. I don't know why. I always wanted to be famous and that would mean lots of travel. But I'm not famous, yet I do see more than my share of airports.I love them and I hate them. I love them because of the people I get to watch. But they are also the same reason why I hate airports. It all comes down to "hello" and "goodbye."I must have mentioned this a few times while writing my stories for you.I have great difficulties with saying goodbye. Even as I write this I am experiencing that pounding sensation in my heart. If I am watching such a scene in a movie I am affected so much that I need to sit up and take a few deep breaths. So when faced with a challenge in my life I have been known to go to our local airport and watch people say goodbye. I figure nothing that is happening to me at the time could be as bad as having to say goodbye. Watching people cling to each other, crying, and holding each other in that last embrace makes me appreciate what I have even more. Seeing them finally pull apart, extending their arms until the tips of their fingers are the last to let go, is an image that stays forefront in my mind throughout the day. On one of my recent business trips, when I arrived at the counter to check in, the woman said, "How are you today?" I replied, "I am missing my wife already and I haven't even said goodbye."She then looked at my ticket and began to ask, "How long will you...Oh, my God. You will only be gone three days!" We all laughed. My problem was I still had to say goodbye. But I learn from goodbye moments, too.Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together. They had announced her departure and standing near the security gate, they hugged and he said, "I love you. I wish you enough." She in turn said, "Daddy, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Daddy."They kissed and she left. He walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?" "Yes, I have," I replied. Saying that brought back memories I had of expressing my love and appreciation for all my Dad had done for me. Recognizing that his days were limited, I took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me. So I knew what this man experiencing."Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?" I asked."I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is, the next trip back would be for my funeral," he said."When you were saying goodbye I heard you say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"He began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." He paused for a moment and looking up as if trying to remember it in detail, he smiled even more."When we said 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them," he continued and then turning toward me he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory."I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.I wish enough "Hello's" to get you through the final "Goodbye."He then began to sob and walked away.

My friends, I wish you enough!I also want to send the "Wishing you Enough" to my family, to my sister's family, Patricia Orlaska and to my husband family David Gerzina..Both my brother-in-law Ken Orlaska NM 60, and my mother-in law dear sweet "Peggy" Elizabeth who will be 91 at the end of this month are in their very final days with us. I truly wish you enough from the bottom of my heart.

Good bye my friend..I will miss you

Wednesday, October 14, 2009 at 11:13pm

October 14, 2009..
My beloved brother-in-law Kenneth William Orlaska, married to my sister Patricia McGary Orlaska, father to Kenneth, Chris, Patrick and Daniel, past over to the other side tonight. Ken attend school at North Miami Senior High class of 60. Ken lived in Houston. He was very very ill for several years. I'll miss you Ken..

"I Wish You Enough!"© By Bob Perks
I never really thought that I'd spend as much time in airports as I do. I don't know why. I always wanted to be famous and that would mean lots of travel. But I'm not famous, yet I do see more than my share of airports. I love them and I hate them. I love them because of the people I get to watch. But they are also the same reason why I hate airports. It all comes down to "hello" and "goodbye."I must have mentioned this a few times while writing my stories for you. I have great difficulties with saying goodbye. Even as I write this I am experiencing that pounding sensation in my heart. If I am watching such a scene in a movie I am affected so much that I need to sit up and take a few deep breaths. So when faced with a challenge in my life I have been known to go to our local airport and watch people say goodbye. I figure nothing that is happening to me at the time could be as bad as having to say goodbye. Watching people cling to each other, crying, and holding each other in that last embrace makes me appreciate what I have even more. Seeing them finally pull apart, extending their arms until the tips of their fingers are the last to let go, is an image that stays forefront in my mind throughout the day. On one of my recent business trips, when I arrived at the counter to check in, the woman said, "How are you today?" I replied, "I am missing my wife already and I haven't even said goodbye." She then looked at my ticket and began to ask, "How long will you...Oh, my God. You will only be gone three days!" We all laughed. My problem was I still had to say goodbye. But I learn from goodbye moments, too. Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together. They had announced her departure and standing near the security gate, they hugged and he said, "I love you. I wish you enough." She in turn said, "Daddy, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Daddy." They kissed and she left. He walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?" "Yes, I have," I replied. Saying that brought back memories I had of expressing my love and appreciation for all my Dad had done for me. Recognizing that his days were limited, I took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me. So I knew what this man experiencing. "Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?" I asked. "I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is, the next trip back would be for my funeral," he said. "When you were saying goodbye I heard you say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?" He began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." He paused for a moment and looking up as if trying to remember it in detail, he smiled even more."When we said 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them," he continued and then turning toward me he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory. "I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive. I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish enough "Hello's" to get you through the final "Goodbye." He then began to sob and walked away.

My friends, I wish you enough!

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Madeline Knowlton
Thanks for updating, Robin. I'm praying for Pat's comfort and peace....and for you, too.
October 15, 2009 at 1:37am ·

Aj Schlatter Flynn
So sorry to hear about your pain... xo
October 15, 2009 at 2:55am ·

Cynthia Wallace Sellars
Prayers to your Sister and the family Robin
October 15, 2009 at 5:17am ·

Marcia McElroy
My prayers are w/your whole family, Robin. Peace and comfort to you all through the Lord Jesus Christ.
October 15, 2009 at 5:30am ·

Phyllis Lashley
I'm sorry to hear about your brother-in-law. My thoughts are with you and your family at this time.
October 15, 2009 at 5:43am ·

Pauline Baum Currie
Sorry to hear about your loss. :o(
October 15, 2009 at 6:11am ·

Bonnie Skinkaytis Harvey
So sorry.... my prayers for all of you.
October 15, 2009 at 7:33am ·

Janice Chance Davis
I feel saddened by the expected news. Ken and your sister seemed to have been ''wished enough''. They have a beautiful family and I know the memory of his spirit will live on and bring them peace and comfort. May God Bless and Be With Them during their time of need. My prayers will include them.
October 15, 2009 at 7:45am ·

Sally Sirico Goss
My sympathy, also.
October 15, 2009 at 8:43am ·

Debbie Buttel Curtis
Robin, So sorry for your loss.
October 15, 2009 at 9:21am ·

Lynne Childress Schlaufman
Robin, there are no words to take away the pain. God bless your family and especially your sister. Love you.
October 15, 2009 at 1:38pm ·

Linda Ross Ongley
Sorry to hear this Robin...my sympathy to you and your family.
October 15, 2009 at 4:03pm ·

Billy Donohoe
Your family is in our prayers.
October 15, 2009 at 9:49pm ·

Nancy M. Harrison
Robin, my thoughts are with you and your family. sorry for your lost hope your sister and her family is able to get through this time without to much pain.
October 16, 2009 at 8:02pm ·

Nancy Capizzi-Demeo
Robin, The Wish You Enough story really got to me and I am sitting here with tears streaming down my face. I am so sorry to hear about your brother in law. Please except my deepest sympathy at such a sad time for you and your family.

Good grief..Friday all ready?


Friday, April 9, 2010 at 9:21am Copyright 2010 Bob PerksPerks Pearl of Wisdom


"Don't just look, see! Don't just hear, listen!"
Bob Perks

Hello, my friend...Good grief...Friday all ready?Make it a great weekend whatever your plans.
Bob and Marianne"
Look at all that I have done with my life!"
By Bob Perks"
I am worried that I haven't done enough with my life," the man said."So, what have you done so far?"Looking stunned and a bit confused, he began to respond as he stumbled over his words."Well, I mean...I have...done things over the years. Hey, how can I answer that?" he said nervously as he tugged at his jacket and sat back in his chair."You're asking me to suddenly list all the things thatI have done in a lifetime?" he said with a tone of anger in his voice."You're expecting me to believe that you haven'tdone enough with your life?" his friend replied."How is it that anyone who wakes up on any given day, who is surrounded by the love of family, friends, a job to go to, a home to live in, food to eat and aproven faith in God, can suddenly feel they haven't done enough?""Maybe, you don't understand. Having Family, friends,a job, a home and whatever else you said aren'taccomplishments. Everyone has those things.""Oh, really. Come with me," he said. They both got in a car and drove to the other side of town. As they pulled up in front of a small church the first man said, "Look, I've got faith. You even said so.""Follow me," his friend replied.They walked to the rear of the building and entered the basement. "Mr. Jack! Hello, how are you?" someone shouted."Hello, This is my friend, Paul. I just wanted him to meet everyone," he said. "Go ahead, sit with the guys. They love to tell their stories."About two hours later the two friends were back at the office. Both sat quietly over a cup of coffee."So, everyone doesn't have a home, friends, family, a job. I knew that. I guess I just didn't see them as accomplishments.I just assumed that they came with life.""The problem with most of us is we take the most important things in our lives for granted. You looked at your life and felt you hadn't accomplished much. It takes a great deal of workto make a family happy, provide nourishing food, to have friends you can count on, keep a home, and a job. Faith requires commitment. You can't just say "I believe!" and things magically happen. You acquire faith by giving when allyou have is hope.""After speaking with them I discovered those men had no home,no family, no work, no friends.""They were building it all from scratch. They had the shelter, the family of God, the Bread of Life and each other. They were building it all on faith. One day they will turn to a friend and say, "Look at all that I have done with my life!""

I wish you enough!"

J Bob Perks

And as times marches on many of our friends are no longer with us.

Monday, April 26, 2010 at 11:05pm


"Make new friends but keep the old, some are silver some are gold.."And as times marches on many of our friends are no longer with us.I regret to inform you that Tom Harris, our classmate and friend died in his sleep Sunday night. Tom was married to our Rosemary McNally also from our class. As I find out more information, I will pass it on. If you would like Rosemary e-mail address, please e-mail me.With each pasting year I am constantly been reminded of the value of our life's. Ihave given lots of thoughts to my losses, my blessings and what I cando weekly to pay it forward. IF I KNEWIf I knew it would be the time That I'd see you fall asleep,I wouldtuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.If Iknew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door,I wouldgive you a hug and kiss and call you back for one moreIf I knew itwould be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise, I wouldvideo tape each action and word, so I could play them back day afterday.IfI knew it would be the last time,! I could spare an extra minute tostop and say "I love you," instead of assuming you would KNOW ! If I knew it would bethe last time I would be there to share your day, Well I'm sure you'll have so many more, so I can let just this one slip away.For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight, and we always get a second chance to make everything just right.There will l always be another day to say "I love you," And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do?"But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get, I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget.Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike, And today may be the last chance you get to hold your loved one tight.So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today? For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day,Thatyou didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss and youwere too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one lastwish.So hold your loved ones close today, and whisperin their ear, Tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dearTake time to say "I'm sorry,""Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today. Our sincere condolences to Rosemary and her family..