Written 40 years ago by dad…….Entry for January 19, 2009

Posted on May 15, 2009 by George C. Hartman

The year 1968 deserves a first class rating for the year set records unparalleled in the store history. Evaluating first the financial aspects; look at first of all sales almost $195.000 up almost $38.000 on 1967 which was previous all-time high an increase of 20% overall. Look at the other astounding figure inventory $78,700, looking sideways. Income $34,700 plus $23,000 increase from inventory.
The year 1968 was also one year for setting accomplishments. First and foremost a much greater devotion to God by attending daily Mass and Communion. Praying of Rosary daily. Continuous prayers for souls in purgatory were begun. The importance of God was realized and placed in its proper place___FIRST!
The year 1968 saw the addition of our ninth child. My sister leaving for California and other noteworthy events.
The accomplishments of 1968 will always stand for the greatness that they are in themselves. As 1969 begins you realize that you are at the pinnacle of world success because of prior work but mostly because of 1968!
It is important that for 1969 you strive just as hard and work toward new goals.
My goals are simple: For 1969 I will strive to be First, Humble as humble as Christ showed us. Second, To do good for all my fellow man. To continue to strive for greater success in business and improve my conditions whenever feasible. Finally to enjoy the past achievements, as there are things you want and have gotten, now is the time to enjoy them.

About George C. Hartman

Redesiging design, coloring outside the lines, rolling down hills, figuring out strange people, dreaming in black and white, photographing in black and white, juggling, body surfing, fantasy football, painting, design, digital art and photo manipulation, green oceans, blue oceans, museums, discovering small towns, biking, beach, relationships that tear my heart out, bad poetry, movie making and BLOGGING
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7 Responses to Written 40 years ago by dad…….Entry for January 19, 2009

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    July 21, 2009 at 3:41 am

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    July 21, 2009 at 3:42 am

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    July 21, 2009 at 3:44 am

    THE ONLY THING THAT WE HAVE IN COMMON

    is that we swam in moms belly
    but we all came out so different
    some more afraid of the world then others
    (but no one
    fear
    less)
    WE ALL have different memories
    of how the shadows filled the living room
    when we stood up and walked for the first time.
    the gold shag carpet FLATtened by all our weight
    THE ONLY THING WE HAVE IN COMMON
    is that we all shared moms womb
    at one time or another
    never together
    AND THAT some of us came out screaming a little harder

    for ninety months she was
    FILLed with “no vacancy” ,
    fluids and blood and the miracle of chemistry
    AND in the quiet sleep of living
    our heartbeats warm and strong

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  5. Administrator says:
    July 21, 2009 at 3:50 am

    COMMENT:
    AUTHOR:
    DATE: 01/19/2009 17:11:23
    Dad- business business money and numbers percentages work work work. Can you even NAME you ninth child. LOL ! It’s no wonder you died so early. Your goals are all WRONG. The family didn’t even make the top five. You should have lightened up a bit and played with all your children, and maybe a bleeding ulcer wouldn’t have taken your life at the ripe old age of THIRTY-EIGHT. God bless your old soul.

  6. Administrator says:
    July 21, 2009 at 3:50 am

    COMMENT:
    AUTHOR:
    DATE: 01/26/2009 12:45:45
    Aman on that!

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