Boiled peanuts were the ceremonious gift

Back in time people used to be given Boiled Peanuts as a ceremonious gift.. This was to show that you were of great importance to them..

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Facebook, why is it so addicting

I don't quite understand what makes Facebook so addicting.. I have noticed that I can't go a day without going on Facebook, I go on at least 4 times a day... I have even found myself wondering while I was on Facebook what it is that has me so hooked??? It still is a mystery to me the games on Facebook suck and I really don't even talk to many of my friends... But yet I still can't seem to get away from it... I have noticed that there is a new profile page on some profiles and I absolutely hate it... But I know that even when that hideous page hits me I still wont be able to get away, I have noticed even while I am in class and sitting in front of a computer that I must check Facebook no clue why but I just feel I must... I am guessing that I just love it so much because the friends I do talk to I like talking to... I do use Facebook as my personal photo album every picture I take I send it to Facebook... I keep my page PUBLIC because I have nothing to hide from anyone...

Donations always accepted Non Charitable $1.00 that all I am asking for..

True Story about a Coal Miner

This happened on December 6 1962, in PA... An African American wanted to change his shift so that her could work that day, so since he was friends with my Great Grandfather he first came to him asking if he would change shifts with him. My great grandfather told him "Ask everyone else on my crew first and if they all turn you down come back to me and I will change shifts with you." so that Black coal miner went and asked the others on my great grandfathers crew. They both already knew what their response was going to be considering none of them like the guy... So the Black guy came back and told my great grandfather that they all turned him down so my grandfather changed shifts with him... Well later that night my great grandfather was upstairs in his house when all of a sudden the emergency sirens at the mine went off, he rushed to the mine to see what happened and to see if everyone was OK... When he got to the mine he found out that it had exploded and everyone on his crew was dead including the guy who he switched places with that day.. After that it scared my great grandfather and he quit his job working in the mines and started a store... Every year when December 6 comes around he always goes and visits the monument saying that it should be him on there and how fortunate he was that everyone turned the guy down when he asked them to switch shifts with him for the day....