– Dennis Wholey
My former colleague James Salzer wrote a story for The Atlanta Journal-Constitution last weekend that reported 2,200 state employees are paid more than Gov. Nathan Deal.
“Maybe they had better years,” I think, paraphrasing baseball slugger Babe Ruth, who was chided for making more than President Hoover.
Besides, if anyone thinks people are paid what they’re truly worth and rewarded for the best results, I have one word: Congress.
If you need some more words, I point out that pro athletes make more than school teachers and movie actresses make more than youth counselors. And almost everyone makes more than the night nurse who holds an elderly woman’s hand in a nursing home.
As another Georgia governor, Jimmy Carter, once put it: “Life’s not fair.”
It’s something most of us realize every payday.
YOUR POSTCARDS: Summer and Tim Bell and Judy and Johnny Finley, of North Augusta, send a card from Kansas City, Mo., where they are visiting family:
“Have eaten some great BBQ at Oklahoma Joe’s! Plan to visit the Steamboat Museum. Love all the fountains here – KC is a great city.”
I got a Fenway Park postcard from Boston, where Donna and Amy Jerome were enjoying a Boston visit. “The Italian Market was great the duck boat ride was lots of fun,” they wrote.
What about you?
If you’re traveling this summer, send us a postcard at 725 Broad St., Augusta, GA 30901.
TODAY’S JOKE: Here’s one from Charlie Williams:
Toward the end of the Sunday service, the minister asked, “How many of you have forgiven your enemies?
Eighty percent held up their hands.
The minister then repeated his question.
All responded this time, except one man, Walter Barnes, who attended church only when the weather was bad.
“Mr. Barnes, it’s obviously not a good morning for golf. It’s good to see you here today. Are you not willing to forgive your enemies?”
“I don’t have any,” he replied gruffly.
“Mr. Barnes, that is very unusual. How old are you?”
“Ninety-eight,” he replied. The congregation stood up and clapped their hands.
“Oh, Mr. Barnes, would you please come down in front and tell us all how a person can live 98 years and not have an enemy in the world?”
The old golfer tottered down the aisle, stopped in front of the pulpit, turned around, faced the congregation, and said simply, “I outlived all of them.”
Then he calmly returned to his seat.