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President's Message
Jan Read
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Upcoming Events
Guest Speaker - Catherine from the Bandari Project
Sep 13, 2017
7:00 AM – 8:30 AM
 
Victoria & Abdul Movie
Sep 14, 2017
7:00 PM – 9:30 PM
 
Meals on Wheels- Peter S
Sep 15, 2017
11:00 AM – 12:00 PM
 
Meals on Wheels- Jan R
Sep 22, 2017
11:00 AM – 12:00 PM
 
Meals on Wheels- Andrew S
Sep 29, 2017
11:00 AM – 12:00 PM
 
DG Ray Herbert Visit
Oct 04, 2017
7:00 AM – 8:15 AM
 
Meals on Wheels- Cheryl B
Oct 06, 2017
11:00 AM – 12:00 PM
 
No Events advertised.
 
President's Chat
Jan's Chat 10
Hello Daybreakers,    
 
Our Guest Speakers this week were Mick Riddle, co-ordinator and two of the boys from the Clontarf Academy. Mick last spoke to us in 2014. This week he told us about of the successes that the Acedemy has had over the last few years. I was very impressed with Latrel and Zane who spoke about the life changing experiences Clontarf offers them. The boys helped out at the Soup Kitchen over the last few weeks, and are always looking for projects and events to contribute back into the community. What a fantastic program, and what a great job Mick does in supporting these boys.
 
 
Please don’t forget to buy your movie tickets to, “Victoria and Abdul”. It should be a fantastic movie, and we are after as much Gates Foundation money as we can possibly get – 2 for 1 to contribute toward the EndPolio Now project. I think you may well be fined if you don’t buy a ticket ! and you’re running out of time.
 
Next week’s meeting, Sandra is on Meet & Greet, I’m expecting a very busy morning, and I look forward to seeing you all.
 
 
 “Making a Difference”
 
 
Cheers,
Jan
 
 
 
 
 
Some of our Daybreakers waiting to feed some of hungry walkers that attended the Parkinson's Walk last Sunday 
 
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Check out the daybreak Facebook page for the stories. 
 

LAUGHTER, THE BEST MEDICINE

A husband and wife are shopping in their local supermarket.
The husband picks up a case of beer and puts it in their cart.
"What do you think you're doing?" asks the wife.
"They're on sale, only $20 for 24 cans" he replies.
"Put them back, we can't afford them" demands the wife.
They carry on shopping.
 
A few aisles farther on, the woman picks up a $40 jar of face
cream and puts it in the basket.
 
"What do you think you're doing?" asks the husband.
"It's my face cream.  It makes me look beautiful," replies the wife.
Her husband retorts: "So does 24 cans of beer, and it's half the price."
That's him, there in Aisle 5.
 
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It was raining hard and a big puddle had formed in front of the little Irish pub.
 
An old man stood beside the puddle holding a stick with a string on the end and jiggled it up and down in the water.
 
A curious gentleman asked what he was doing.
 
'Fishing,' replied the old man.
 
'Poor old fool' thought the gentleman, so he invited the old man to have a drink in the pub.
 
Feeling he should start some conversation while they were sipping their whisky, the gentleman asked,
 
'And how many have you caught today?'
 
'You're the eighth.’
 
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Kenny and Diane were 85 years old and had been married for sixty years. Though they were far from rich, they managed to get by because they carefully watched their pennies.
 
Though not young, they were both in very good health, largely due to Diane's insistence on healthy foods and exercise for the last decade.
 
One day, their good health didn't help when they went on a vacation and their plane crashed, sending them off to Heaven.
They reached the pearly gates, and St. Peter escorted them inside. He took them to a beautiful mansion, furnished in gold and fine silks, with a fully stocked kitchen and a waterfall in the master bath. A maid could be seen hanging their favorite clothes in the closet. They gasped in astonishment when he said, 'Welcome to Heaven. This will be your home now.'
 
Kenny asked Peter how much all this was going to cost. 'Why, nothing,' Peter replied, 'remember, this is your reward in Heaven.' Kenny looked out the window and right there he saw a championship golf course, finer and more beautiful than any ever built on Earth.
 
'What are the greens fees?' grumbled Kenny.
'This is heaven,' St. Peter replied. 'You can play for free, every day.'
 
Next they went to the clubhouse and saw the lavish buffet lunch.
'Don't even ask,' said St. Peter to Kenny. This is Heaven; it is all free for you to enjoy.'
Kenny looked around and nervously asked Diane 'Well, where are the low fat and low cholesterol foods and the decaffeinated tea?'
 
'That's the best part,' St. Peter replied. 'You can eat and drink as much as you like and you will never get fat or sick. This is Heaven!'
 
'No gym to work out at?' said Kenny.
 
'Not unless you want to,' was the answer.
 
'No testing my sugar or blood pressure or...'
 
'Never again.'
 
Kenny glared at Diane and said, 'You and your F-----g Bran Flakes. We could have been here ten years ago!'
 
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A waitress became violently ill while at work and was rushed by ambulance to the emergency room. In typical hospital fashion, she was placed on an examining table and then all but ignored for the next half-hour.
 
Finally, she noticed a doctor out in the hall and yelled, "Please help me!"
 
"Sorry," he replied, "it's not my table."
 
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Way down upon the Mississippi, two tugboat captains who had been friends for years, would always cry "Aye!" and blow their whistles whenever they passed each other.
 
A new crewman asked his boat's mate, "What do they do that for?"
 
The mate looked surprised and replied, "You mean that you've never heard of... an aye for an aye and a toot for a toot?"
 
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I figured that at age seven it was inevitable for my son to begin having doubts about Santa Claus.
 
Sure enough, one day he said, "Mom, I think I've figured something out about Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy."
 
Taking a deep breath, I asked him, "What is that?"
 
He replied, "They're all nocturnal."