Treasure Island

Imagine that, I had always thought the Emily Post was an upraised pinkie finger.
Apart from the last fifteen years or so when I began to wear the same thing every day, I could not with
closed eyes have told you what I had on except that attention had been paid to appropriateness.
Born without sufficient me-ness (or funds) to crave a sense of personal style, fitting in seemed like the
way to go.
That said, I will probably show up at a couple of fiftieth reunion functions next month in full but casual
J. Peterman.
Speaking of whom, what a nice, thoughtful and friendly thing he has done for us here.
The Queen's undies and such have no appeal for me and it shows in that I have had very little of
value to offer.
It has seemed rude and disrespectful to both the Eye and to friendship when established contributors
have chosen, at least publicly, to just disappear after years of what seemed to be but may not have
been close associations.
I wouldn't do that but I will stroll out of the village, board thesepia, hop off at our gate and log off.
I am grateful for your friendship and support through difficult times and warmth throughout.
There are husband, dad, grandfatherly and friendship things that need seeing to.
Good luck. I won't forget you.
S

Well Hello there everyone! I am going to punch the cynic on my left shoulder in the knowitall mouth and go with right shoulder and say.....I think they will find at least part of the hidden treasure. I have to believe that the expense represented in the expedition is justified in some way. As for my own $200 million...I think I shall spend a little more time pondering that delicious topic....but what are the laws regarding treasure like that? Is it just Finders Keepers?

Sad to see you go Stoney but you have departed with class and style. Good luck in whatever you do.

stoney, I am at a loss for words. xoxoxo

Stoney's post came in as I was writing mine. Stoney we hope with all our hearts that you will be able to re-join us. I always say you are the Alpha because indeed you are. You are a true gentleman. Your wisdom and advice is always perfect and your wit and whimsy as well. How often do I read the topic and then think "I wonder what Stoney says."

I know I a m not the only one who wishes you would write a book or a collection of your tales. The only one better than you at mixing entertainment with humility and knowledge is maybe Aesop.

Everyone looks up to you. The men totally need your respect and I do not think there is a female here who is not jealous of the Beauty. As you know because I am always spouting off, I have met a lot of people in my journey and I sit here with tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat and nervous yayas in my stomach and we have never actually met! It doesn't feel like that!

I could sit here all day extolling your virtues....I respect your decision (you are the Alpha) but I know its going to be very melancholy in these parts without you. Thank you for everything Stoney. You have made a big difference in my life and I am not saying that lightly. Big big hugs Love, Deborah xoxox

Sadly,we bid God Speed to one of our own treasures. Will Stoney be buried by the tides,and the sands of time,or become legend,to be sought by those new to the island oasis of enchanted dreams....

Stoney - Say it isn't so, that you are just teasing us....The Village will not be the same without your wisdom and wit!

As to the treasure mentioned above, the island geology may have changed over 200 yrs. and the buried contents washed out to sea...or not. The search for legendary buried treasure seems best left to RL Stevenson or other fabulists, as it is likely a hopeless cause. However, if they find it, I'd imagine the Brits would share the find with Costa Rica, 50/50.

As for me, I'd travel more, buy a home on the gulf coast in southern Florida, set up college shares for the grandkid, pay off all my bills, and put about $50,000 in a good investment account, then donate the prettiest items to the museum that made the best pitch to me about why they should have them.

Stoney,

Fare you well, sir.  The village won’t be the same without you. 

I have treasured your
wit, your wisdom, but mostly the pictures you paint here with a prose that
has the same color, strength and character of any work ever brushed by Norman
Rockwell.  It is unique to you and much
appreciated by not only me, but I am certain everyone in the village. 
I wish only the best for you, TMBWITW, your family and friends.  

Paolo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ousODYCOUBU

Stoney, we all need a break sometimes, you will be missed.  I left for a while but after a while I found myself back here, I hope that will be the case with you.  Vaya con dios my friend. 

I feel as though I'm not going to be able to catch my breath, S - thank you for the headsup, without that, I would surely be gasping.  I knew it was coming, I did - and now the count is two - of the men who I first read, while trying to get up the courage to write here myself, whose personalities and talents showed through their words, made me think "yes" to trying to join this group -  like the one called "Stoney" was a person I wanted to know better. ......Fortunate are those who'll gain the time you spent here on the Eye, I envy them to have you in their real lives, I think, after all we were just borrowing a part of you, it was never enough but it had to suffice, and it did, magnificently.  Oh damn.  ... In other news, it's a beautiful day here in this lovely place we both call home, go out and enjoy it, and for god's sake, don't lose my number.  xx-pbb   

Maybe we are the buried treasure.  The villagers here have unmined depths of wisdom and experience to share.  That's my deep thought for the day.
 
As for real treasure, this story has always fascinated me
 
http://www.unmuseum.org/oakisl.htm
 
I want to know what's at the bottom of that hole and what 18th century person designed and executed that ridiculously complicated hole.

Been out for awhile, but want to belatedly send best wishes to you, Hazel.  I've been through both closed and open MRI.  The closed is awful, and I'm not claustrophobic; I don't know how you did it!  I'm very excited about your move and glad that the new tenants will enjoy your wonderful garden. I inherited a garden when we purchased this house. It's a really good thing.

Now I read today's comments. Stoney, good luck to you.  You've been an integral part of the eye and your comments will be missed.

The former owner's of this house come back every once and a while. I can tell they've been, by the peanuts in shell,cleverly placed in the fillagrees of the wrought iron porch standards. It was partly the squirrels' antics when Carole and I first spotted the vacant property, that made it seem 'homey', and beconed to us. The following generations of squirrels haunt the porch,not knowing the treats the previous residents of the local trees found there, but in squirrel lore, the fabel must be passed down. The new generations of fuzzy tails know well the treats found in the back , under the basketball hoop that is now home to all the hanging bird feeders. That is the greased pole that seperates the bird food from the squirrel's hunger and curiousity. The new generations of squirrel pups don't even try to climb the pole. Must be a strong warning in squirreleese, as they climb everything else. There is a green nutcase sitting atop the TeeVee antenna of the RV, parked next to my house. It is like the crown jewel. Squirrel booty.

Stoney~Man to man I have enjoyed , treasured , admired insights into your mind and your gift of expressing  them  in words. This site  (and I) will be diminished by your absence. I hope the time will come when you can again share your mind with us. Gopdspeed to you, sir!

Farewell Dear & Old Friend. Time to have that Cuban Cigar and enjoy the sunset. The Treasure I have received from your wit & wisdom is priceless.

The Coin operated mirror will place mandatory smiles on all sad faces in the club car this evening. Stone sours will not be served.

...and stories of childhood, skipping stones, will be deemed poor taste

sure we will all miss the wit & wisdom of Stoney.
Buried treasure - I remember at the Summer Party every year, a sandpit affair and for a few pennies you buy a little paper flag and write your name on it - the flag closest to the secret location of the treasure gets a prize.

Yes Eli~ and of course the young boy sitting in a tree at 5:00 AM to watch an owl; then there's the girl who sat in front of him at school; also the lady who caught him "...checking her out. et cetyera, et cetera, et cetera a la The King and I.

Stoney---I can only echo the words and sentiments already proffered.   You're stories have been as paolos pointed out Norman Rockwell in words.  I've always felt deep down they were like episodes of favorite TV shows from the black and white '50s sets.  I always imagined you in a sweater, button down shirt, tie and a pipe!  Your family, as well as your extended Eye-family, are certainly fortunate to have you help guide them with an appropriate story that will guide decision making as they smile and reflect upon your words.  Yes, Stoney, you will be missed here, we'll always keep a big armchair available for youand keep a sharp lookout at every station we pass hoping you're ready to re-board and regale us once again with stories.  Godspeed, Stoney.  (Said with a big hug and a big sob.)

Is everyone having to access the EyE via the backdoor aks 'Newer' manuever?

I never got my E-mail today....so I'm still backdooring...

rwh 1 ~ the photo of your Alaska totem is featured on
today's opening Community page.

For those of you who haven’t seen it, here is an easy
link…then you can tour his other work.

http://www.petermanseye.com/photos/293111

I think you once described these as  hanging or wall totems, if I remember
correctly you have a unique one for each of your offspring.

If I’m wrong on any of that, sir, feel free to correct
me. I just think they are cool and worthy of note. That’s right, topic, something
of value, a  treasure.

ChefDeb and GeorgeHall ~ I don't receive a daily invitation, didn't know there
was such a thing. I crash through the front gate every morning.  I have
the "community page" bookmarked, then click on "read more" to
wherever that leads.  I thought every one got in this way.  There are
times when the "read more" tab didn't take me to today's discussion and I had
to click on the "newer" tab to take me there.  I still don't understand if the new format isn't timed properly because of the tech guy or because of the copy guy but I have other things more pressing to scratch my head over and even if I knew there would be nothing I could do to fix it.

Yep, came in through "newer" with ChefDeb's help

To Stoney:  I may be a newbie around here but I have a wish for you.  May your time away from the Eye be well spent, may your spirit soar as it always has, and may you return to regale us with whatever has enriched you even further while missing from us.  And you will be missed.

I was stuck in the bold mode.  That's better.  Now
I can be subtle.  I would give half of the treasure to the government,
because they built the treasure.  Then I would post an ad in the local
paper asking if anyone lost a sizeable treasure (although I would not be
specific and they would have to identify several significant items before I
allowed them to claim the remaining half).  If there were no claimants,
then I would give half of the remaining half to a local charity, probably an
orphanage or home for unwed mothers to assuage any pangs of guilt from an
earlier lifestyle. The remaining half of the half I would bury on a deserted
island somewhere off the coast of South Carolina, maybe Pritchard's Island.
  Then I would start a rumor about Greybeard’s buried treasure somewhere
in coastal Alaska.  In my next
incarnation I would dig up the treasure and have the loot tax free.  You can’t take it with you, but nothing says
you can’t come back for it the next time around.

It would be fun to discover such a trove and be able to do whatever you wished.............travel, pay the bills for the technology used to find them, gift and endow charities and people you love....Wow!  It boggles the mind what could be done with it.       It also boggles the mind thinking who is going to claim control over it:  think Elgin marble battles, and the cross (Mexican, I think) that is being struggled over that we talked about a while back.   Can today's churches claim the crosses and chalices??  How many sources did they come from?  And the jewels!......who can arbitrate that after 190 yrs+?   "Yes, I know that diamond necklace belonged to my great, great, great grandmother..."  Maybe that's where our wise friend Stoney is headed....they'll certainly need someone with his widsom to help sort thru all the issues ahead.

Just damm…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NfMCeidJ8bg

paolos that is perfect!

So it's a state of mind, life?  Could very well be.  ChefDeb:  do you recall what else was a 'state of mind'?  Something we both liked very much....a place.....?

I'm taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River Line.....

Although I am new to the village, I am also saddened to hear you will be taking an absence, Stoney. I've enjoyed your comments and wish you the very best in your endeavors...
I am feeling like this topic today is very ironic because just yesterday, my husband and I decided to take our son on a "treasure hunt" this coming weekend. The weather has been cooler here this past week and we've been wanting to take our bedrolls, some grub, and just sleep under the stars somewhere. There are still places in this country where legends tell of pioneers who traveled the Old Sante Fe Trail, buried their treasures each evening before they slept, only to be ambushed at night by indians. We've never found much...old indian money, fossil shells, petrified wood, ahhh and some FOOLS gold...but we have a new lead! And adventure is in the air! I will load the truck with sleeping bags and blankets, pack the picnic basket, gather my "posse", their bb guns, shovels and the metal detector and we'll go in search of buried treasure...Or perhaps the treasure will just be the memories created in the mind of a nine year old boy...

Maybe Peterman should host a Treasure Island Discovery trip (maybe thru' his R.Crusoe site) for the Villagers of Peterman's Eye.  He could have archeologists and classicists around to educate us as we make our discoveries.   And, of course, he'd be remiss if he didn't employ a 5-star chef (with ChefDeb on-call for guidance) to sate our appetites for food even as the other experts sated (or maybe whetted) our minds in their quest for knowledge and information.    Oh!  Can't you just imagine the discussion over sundowner cocktails and dinners that didn't until the wee hours of the morning?   And, of course, our generous host would offer this to us gratis for being such good citizens of his e-Village.   Ohhhhhhhhhhhh........a woman can dream, can't she?   And we all know that unless PL and Stoney and Ivan came along it wouldn't be nearly as much fun.

Graygoose---the best treasures will definitely be those memories!

Some folks like to get away, they take a holiday

from the neighborhood

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UFlsXgw_SFE

Stoney, while I do not know you that well, your posted name STONE is a strong individual with a firm foundation. An individual who takes responsibility and finishes what he starts. A person who takes care of others as well as what needs to be done. I feel this describes you my friend. I respect your decision to move on and conquer other fascets of your future. I will miss your postings but I feel others need you in their life more than we do at this point. Blessings to you on your journey, take us with you in your heart.Peace and love to you always.

Palos---You are correct .There is one tradational totem for my wife and I and one for each of our three kids,now all in their fifties, these are meant to reflect something of their life and hobbies. The on o about which you commented was for our daughter that taught school in Alaska for over twenty years, mostly in small hard to reach places. Usually by helicopter or boat or,in winter by dog sled. She took up dog sled racing as a hobby. I did one more for some friends that own a winery.Thank you for remembering.

I just was digging around in my email, and lookie at the
treasure I found!

Ooops!

 Here are the top nine
comments made by NBC sports commentators s during the London Summer Olympics
that they would like to take back:

1. Weightlifting commentator: This is Gregoriava from
Bulgaria. I saw her snatch this morning during her warm up and it was amazing.

2. Dressage commentator: This is really a lovely horse and I
speak from personal experience since I once mounted her mother.

3. Gymnast: I owe a lot to my parents, especially my mother
and father.

4. Boxing Analyst: Sure there have been injuries and even
some deaths in boxing, but none of them really that serious.

5. Softball announcer: If history repeats itself, I should
think we can expect the same thing again.

6. Basketball analyst: He dribbles a lot and the opposition
doesn't like it. In fact you can see it all over their faces.

7. At the rowing medal ceremony: Ah, isn't that nice, the
wife of the IOC president is hugging the cox of the British crew.

8. Soccer commentator: Julian Dicks is everywhere. It's like
they've got eleven Dicks on the field.

9. Tennis commentator: One of the reasons Andy is playing so
well is that, before the final round, his wife takes out his balls and kisses
them... Oh my God, what have I just said?

Stoney, I hope you are lurking.....

Stoney, your posts were a treasure chest of wonderful ideas! I bid you adieu..I will remind you though... I also tried to dismiss..the the daily wonders of the "eye Posting of issues", and "dialogue of conversation,"..." the fun debachery.of late nite toast..of farewells.."...I was even to to point of quitting the "eye," theater...but to no avail..I continued on with blurps of information, trying attempts.....helping me to tie into social media...it's actually fabulous...yes, and fun...and kinda of cute...too... :) You made me laugh too...thanks..Stoney....

Would love to do more but due to nerve damage to both handas and wrists it is very difficult to try to do a decent job so I'm going to let it rest. One of the best part of doing these was sitting out on the deck sipping on a well made,or two manhattens,maybe three, and deciding what to do for someone and what to include so it didn't just look generic.The drinks seemed to help the creative process. Now i can sit on the deck and watch the stars appear and be just a little frustrated.For theManhattens I use Elijah Craig 12 year old small batch Bourbon. Is also good without anything but ice.

it was so easy living day by day.....

D*mn, just d*mn.............................I like MISS BLUE...........am at a loss for words..............
 
And no, it is NOT, "kinda of cute too"...........................it's really not, especially when one is not a young girl....................
 
STONEY.......................I will just say, "No, you're not allowed to." D*mnit, your're not.......

you're................sad fingers.................

Stoney- Once a year or so ago, I determined I had lingered around this old campfire too long and after a couple of weeks I just checked in and there was this delightful story you wrote and it was so warm and comfortable and fit perfectly like some old leather work gloves I owned. So I came back to make some more metaphysical s'mores. So goodbye doesn't have to be forever and old farts can change their minds. I will sorely miss you. Blessings galore, Tommy T

Stoney--- You are the King of our Village, the Mayor, and the Sherriff, the everything we all look up to.  All though you leave with your usual class, it still won't be the same.  At least visit from time to time.  We won't be the same without you!

Buried treasure!  Arrrrrr, maties!  Let's leave it buried and let the world always have this to envisage and to wonder what they would do with all the wealth.  Let's not ruin the dreams of children, who still believe pirates have secret treasure maps with a spot marked "X."  Let the parrot on my shoulder, my eye patch, my peg leg, and my treasure remain in the world's imagination...let's not upset the fantasy for tomorrow's generations.  Let's always have the story of pirates on the high seas and their buried booty.

If it is found, let them put it on display for all to see and share in.  Don't keep it to yourself...let the entire world enjoy it.  Send it around the globe, ala "Tutankhamen."  I have never seen anything as wonderful as that larger-than-life funeral mask (it's completely covered with engraved hieroglyphics on the inside)!  Let people discover things like this about the treasure...let them dream about it.  Let the kids "OOOHHH!!!!" and "AHHHHH!!!!" about it.  Wouldn't that be best for all?

Miss Blue---love them!  What a hoot!

What would I do with the treasure,that's easy.When I was a kid of 18, I was engaged to a hero, his name was Jon. We were so in love. He was sent off to Viet Nam to serve his country. Jon was a Navy CB, a builder who re-built the bridges and such that were destroyed by the war. My hero came home in a metal box; my love, my heart, my soul. I would donate 3/4 of the treasure to the WOUNDED WORRIOR FOUNDATION, to help all of those selfless boys keeping us safe here in our great country. Then I woud go out and get a new Peterman wordrobe. 

X always marks the spot? Right Indy. Having the treasure The Girl, the Gold Watch & Everything is not what makes a good story, movie, or perhaps a great life as much as the quest to obtain it. Slaying the dragons, buying dinner for the most beautiful wonan in the world and splurging and sweating bullets that your credit card won't get declined or your old Jag won't break down. Working on straight commission. Praying that the check is in the mailbox. Starting a company and finding out your line of credit has not been approved. Send lawyers guns and money the shit has hit the fan. I like money. I dream about sunken gold ala Clive Cussler. What I love though is Life. Scares the bejesus out of me but what a treasure trove.

Stoney..what hit? ... I hope this is only temporary..you are so much a part of this village :(
I too feel that topics of late have been a shade of its past, and it's hard to find anything to say sometimes. But hopefully, this will pass?
 
 
There's something about searching for lost treasure that hits especially all boys. If there is such a job, just digging for fun, my 17 year old son will want to do that. As a little boy, he could spend hours down at the beach, digging up a hole, planting some "treasure" which might be nothing but the skeleton of a fish.  A few days later, he would be back, looking for his "buried treasure". I used to tell him, if reincarnation does exist, he would have been a dog before. He says I just don't understand him
 
 
In Asia, the story of Yamashita's gold is still heard. My ex was doing some business in Philippines and he was asked if he would be interested in a venture < eyeballs rolling>.
Yamashita's gold is the alleged loot taken by General Yamashita & his troops during the WW2. This is supposed unimaginable treasures from 12 Asian countries and stashed over 175 sites throughout the Philippines. 
 
http://rense.com/general13/treasure.htm

 My mother had a treasure box shaped thing that she kept buttons in. When our garments were worn out, the buttons would be removed and the garment would be cut up for dusters or to given to Grandpa to make rag rugs. Us kids had hours of fun playing with the buttons - the fact that they were kept in a 'treasure box' imbued the buttons with a magic that transformed them to  jewels.
Are we going to get a new topic today?

Morning Hazel! How are you going?
I was wondering the same thing.....maybe the village could come up with our own topics? It feels like The Department may be having some problems?

Anyway, I just saw this on TV, some dogs actually do appreciate music! Some will start singing! Seems pop music does nothing for them, classical "tames the savage beast" (they calm down, and are relaxed) whilst metal rouses their savage side....
....and guitar music makes them smile....

watch this cute Golden!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oKgUC51tmUY&feature=player_detailpage

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oKgUC51tmUY

oops...dont know what happened there...

HAZEL- I love your button story. My mom just had a jar, but we would look inside to see what different colors and shaped buttons were in there. We always knew it was a special place somehow we knew those buttons were special too.

Near the lake of my childhood there was a rocky flat spot and there if you were lucky you could find an arrowhead and it would go in the cigar box where you kept your Treasure like that silver dollar that felt good to hold and rub between your thumb and forefinger, a rabbit's foot, your favorite baseball card, and the penny you laid on the railroad track and let the Southern Railway coal cars smash and make it "ginormous". Boyhood is like a lost treasure kept alive by dreams and the words of that scalawag Long John Silver- If sailor tales and sailor tunes, / Storm and adventure, heat and cold, / If schooners, islands and maroons / And buccaneers and buried gold, / And all the old romance retold / Exactly in the ancient way / Can please as me they pleased of old / The wiser youngsters of today... So be it! Ar-har! And fall on!

Greetings. Waiting for the back door to open!

Well, looks like we might not get a new subject today but I have an idea we'll create our own, MagicAngel~  its deja vu-ish that you should mention the Seabees. As an old Marine, I have commented on the high esteem Seabees are held in by Marines. I have just been reading some of the history of WW II fighting in the Pacific at Bouganville on the way to Baatan. Very ionteresting there is a picture  of five young Marines gathered around a homemade sign saying "So when we reach the Isle of Japan, With our caps at a jaunty tilt; We'll enter the City of Tokyo , On the roads the Seabees built" (Sorry for the formatting...I'm not able to do paragraphing)!Another Stoney memory: his thoughts on himself (I think) of being somewhere between the the song called "Stoney" and "Ashoken Farewell"...the haunting tuine played as backgoond music to Ken Burn's documentary on the Civil War.Both are  easy to find on the internet and worth a listen.

I feel cheated. First the reformatting of the eye over the summer has left me a little disappointed.  Reruns, then marketing. Sigh. The essays were usually so good and so were the comments. Were they written by Mr. Peterman?  Has he retired? Or did he burn out?   I guess we can live with what we have now since we've all been doing this so long--who needs a topic?  We can assign new topics to a member each evening after beverages in the club car.  But Stoney leaving? I'm crushed. I'm glad he told us his plans, otherwise there would be so much worry and concern. I've been contributing to this forum for only about a year now, but have been reading off and on for years!  10? Anyway, folks have come and gone: Willie Trask, Olivia, Isles, the doctor, Kami something.  Nachista left and returned and others pop back occassionally.  I'm leaving out tons of names, but you all know who they are. Some just leave with no comment, others are missed if they take off a day.  It's interesting to watch.  There have been some very heated discussions we've witnessed, usually stirred up by Ivan. :-) I think some folks have actually left over that and I've witnessed the circling of the wagon around Ivan. That always kind of surprised me, but then I read the Friday blessing and it all makes sense.  I don't know where I'm going with this comment. I guess I just want to say that I hope this excellent forum will be able to survive the summer of 2012.  They say change is good, but that doesn't make it easy.

Just to let you know, I did find today's new topic by the "front door" a few minutes ago...Busy with yard work so I'll pop in on y'all later :) Have a good one

Stoney - it is with sorrow that you leave us - the EyE just won't be the same and you will be greatly missed.
How are we to discuss or even care about a Treasure when our own Treasure is leaving us.

Thanks George, I am glad you put your energy into the reading. Our warriors should never be forgotten.