Isn’t there more?

As a youngster I can remember wondering, never asking, but wondering why there was not more when my mom would make dinner or cupcakes or the like. I do not believe I was raised to be a selfish child, or adult, and my parents never intended to spoil me, but I was very spoiled indeed. You see I had parents, at home, who tried to teach me right from wrong and tried to instill within me a sense of dignity, decency and integrity.

I knew that things were tight at home, but my parents never let me know how tight. My questioning for more, started out as a selfish desire for cupcakes, or cheesecake, or cookies. Today, I look at my life, the lives of my adult children and my wife, and I realize that as parents we, she and I, did ok. Our children did not grow up to be rocket scientists (yet) and may not find the cure to cancer or aids, but they did grow up. They have each learned a sense of dignity, decency and integrity. They are each learning that sense, like courtesy, is no longer common but it is worth the effort to develop and to maintain in their lives.

My mother passes away in 2002, and is greatly missed, mostly when I am trying to be comforting to my children or when I am feeling overwhelmed in life. But her sense of humor and strong sense of self stay with me even today and more importantly I can hear her speaking as my children tell me about their lives or ambitions or struggles her sense of humor and sense of dignity remain strong.

My father is well and has remarried. He and his wife Melba are happy together and even though he and I have let life slip between us, he is still the guiding force through which I live much of my life. His sense of honor, sense of ethics, sense of duty, sense of commitment and sense of self have enabled me to develop into the man that writes this blog.

Still a man gets up in the morning, exercises, prays, eats and goes to work. His day filled with solving problems for people who have generally not taken the time to develop the senses have been meticulously mentioned above, he concludes his day with prayer, exercise and a brief conversation with his wife and or children and retires with a good book and hopefully a game of chess before resting for the night. Yet with all of this activity, if he is not careful, he can still be left feeling empty and alone wondering in his small childish inner voice, “isn’t there more?”.

Literally thousands of books have been written on this subject, and depending upon the belief system one has developed there are as many answers to the same question. But when you boil it all down, I have come to the basic understanding that life is not about activity, or routine (although without either or both of these we would live a mundane existence). Life is about learning, growing, and appreciating all of the small things that come our way. It is appreciation that adds value (no pun intended… ok a little pun was intended). When we develop a true sense of thankfulness and appreciation we can see ourselves in a more realistic fashion and gain an understanding that our very existence is no more or less important than anyone else. At this point when we have or lose something we should take time to truly appreciate both the gain and the loss, because it is very process that helps us to become better people.

As my father always quoted to me, “pain makes man think, thought makes man wise, wisdom makes life endurable”. Although this statement could be examined and further analyzed to understand that it is not actually the thoughts but the process that is important, I will leave this for another time.

For those of you who made it through this post, I thank you. Remember life is what you make it, so if yours sucks, go make it something else.

See you around the water cooler!


The American Diabetes Association

Despite a person’s situation in life, their race, their religion, etc., we are all faced with a very stark reality. The world will only continue if we, its inhabitants, learn to help one another. I can tell you from personal experience that life is not always nice, or fair, or fun. But for as long as we draw breath, life continues. To reach out while we are living, to try to help people and  make a difference, these are the fundamentals that will improve the living conditions for all people. This is my poor attempt to remind all of us, myself included, that as a good friend of mine once said – “we all choose our charities in life”, Ron Box, SRA. Without realizing it we all can affect people positively or negatively depending on how we act or interact with society or people.

What does any of this have to do with The American Diabetes Association? Well, the answer is simple. This is an organization that reaches across all social, economic, religious boundaries to help those people in need. Diabetes affects more than 25,800,000 Americans. That is about 8.3% of the population. If we as a nation would direct some of our yearly donations towards The American Diabetes Associations think of how effective our donations would be. As for myself, I am a realist and I am Jewish. I believe that God has given man the task of helping each other, but that all we have to do is start in the process and God Himself will help us carry out our task. Please do not be distracted by my beliefs, or my statements, just think of what good can be done when a number of people give to organizations like the ADA. Please note the link on my blog is in no way connected with me personally. This link will take you to a secure site with the ADA and they will direct you about how you can offer money, time, can volunteer. Any type of help that we can give is appreciated and very much-needed.



This forum is a place to come in, relax let your hair down, unless you are like me (without) and just not worry about the nonsense of the outside world.

There will hopefully be some insights to be gained from us all as we take a look at this profession that we have all found ourselves in.

The forum is for new and “used” appraisers alike. So don’t be shy and I will try to be as entertaining as possible.

Welcome – UncleZev