TheBanyanTree: A Life Lived Online

[Jim Miller]

Sally,

Last time I sent money that way, I went onto my PayPal account and had the
amount I wanted to send emailed to the recipient. If I didn't have a
balance, it was charged to whatever I had designated. There was no charge
for the service to me. I don't think there is a charge to the recipient
either.

Jim


On Mon, Dec 23, 2013 at 4:15 PM, Sally Larwood <larwos at me.com> wrote:

> I'll have to look at this Monique. I've never done a transfer that way. I
> only use paypal with a debit to my cr card. If you can explain, I'm happy
> to do that.
>
> Sal
>
> Sent from my iPad
>
> > On 24 Dec 2013, at 8:58, Monique <monique.colver at gmail.com> wrote:
> >
> > Sally really is.
> >
> > I am not.
> >
> > By the way, Sal, I don't think we take PayPal, but you can send me money
> by Paypal and I can add it manually. I did that with a check my cousin gave
> me Friday.
> >
> > Monique
> > Sent using alien technology
> >
> >> On Dec 23, 2013, at 11:45 AM, Indiglow <indiglow at sbcglobal.net> wrote:
> >>
> >> You are such a sweet and loving soul!
> >> J
> >>
> >>
> >> ________________________________
> >> From: Sally Larwood <larwos at me.com>
> >> To: A comfortable place to meet other people and exchange your own
> *original* writings. <thebanyantree at lists.remsset.com>
> >> Sent: Monday, December 16, 2013 2:34 PM
> >> Subject: Re: TheBanyanTree: A Life Lived Online
> >>
> >>
> >> I saw that on FB but didn't realise what it was about. Good on you
> Monique. A worthwhile cause.  Great that people are contributing. Can we
> use paypal?
> >>
> >> Sal
> >>
> >> Sent from my iPad
> >>
> >>> On 17 Dec 2013, at 9:06, Monique Colver <monique.colver at gmail.com>
> wrote:
> >>>
> >>> His wife died Friday while in the hospital. She never got to go home.
> >>>
> >>> I've started a fundraising campaign for their daughter's education
> find. So
> >>> far, we've raised over 2k.
> >>>
> >>> Monique
> >>>> On Dec 3, 2013 10:17 AM, "Monique Colver" <monique.colver at gmail.com>
> wrote:
> >>>>
> >>>> Not mine, of course, though it may seem like it.
> >>>>
> >>>> I'm on this list. Not this list, another list. I've been on there for
> years
> >>>> -- it's for people in my profession -- bookkeepers, accountants,
> CPA's,
> >>>> EA's, etc. I've been on there for so long that after my surgery in the
> >>>> distant past a group from the list sent me flowers. Some of us have
> met,
> >>>> some of us are friends, some of us are friends but haven't met yet.
> >>>>
> >>>> There's a guy on the list. There's always a guy. He shares everything
> >>>> that's going on with his life, and many people find him insufferable
> not
> >>>> from the sharing, but because he's often a key troublemaker when
> political
> >>>> discussions go awry. There aren't supposed to be any political
> discussions,
> >>>> but they pop up now and then. He's annoying enough with his
> pronouncements
> >>>> that I've considered switching sides merely because I don't like
> being on
> >>>> his side.
> >>>>
> >>>> But that's a pretty weak excuse for switching my political
> persuasion, so I
> >>>> haven't. But this guy . . . he was a history major in college, so he's
> >>>> certain he knows everything and those who disagree with him are
> >>>> fearmongerers (?) and not paying attention. And when it's pointed out
> to
> >>>> him that he's often the problem, he doesn't get it, his level of
> >>>> comprehension often being not as much as is required.
> >>>>
> >>>> A couple of years ago he shared that he had a girlfriend, Shannon,
> and that
> >>>> they were going to get married.
> >>>>
> >>>> He kept us apprised of their march toward the altar. Many wished him
> well.
> >>>>
> >>>> He keeps us notified of scifi marathons and classic radio shows. He
> talks
> >>>> about how well done some tv shows are, like the Walking Dead (which
> I've
> >>>> never seen, despite my love of zombies).
> >>>>
> >>>> He told us of a car accident he was in where the other driver, who had
> >>>> caused the accident, was killed. That shook him up.
> >>>>
> >>>> He told us when he married Shannon.
> >>>>
> >>>> Then Shannon got pregnant! While some of us may have thought, "poor
> kid,"
> >>>> we congratulated him.
> >>>>
> >>>> He talked of his wife often, and her pregnancy.
> >>>>
> >>>> He emailed me once and asked if my book would offend his wife. She's a
> >>>> psychiatric nurse and he thought I might be in the business of bashing
> >>>> people in the industry. He's oblivious to what goes on around him in
> the
> >>>> wider world. I told him I didn't know if it would offend her, or if
> she'd
> >>>> like it, that I really couldn't tell him. So he didn't buy the book,
> and no
> >>>> big deal to me. It was just a strange question, I thought.
> >>>>
> >>>> Shannon got transferred to a remote location, as if West Virginia
> itself
> >>>> weren't remote enough. Now they were moving to a remoter place.
> >>>>
> >>>> He wrote about his struggle with his business, how he didn't know how
> to go
> >>>> remote with his clients, and he kept asking the same marketing
> questions
> >>>> year after year until some people threw up their hands in impatience.
> >>>>
> >>>> The baby was born, and he often talked of taking care for her while
> he was
> >>>> working.
> >>>>
> >>>> The baby's not yet a year old.
> >>>>
> >>>> And Shannon, a lifelong nonsmoker, was diagnosed with lung cancer,
> and they
> >>>> couldn't fix it, they could only slow it down.
> >>>>
> >>>> And this guy is faced with losing his wife and having a small baby who
> >>>> won't remember much of her mother.
> >>>>
> >>>> The other day she went to the hospital to have her lungs drained, and
> they
> >>>> found more cancer they hadn't known about.
> >>>>
> >>>> They're getting a second opinion.
> >>>>
> >>>> Meanwhile, people send emails telling him they can beat it if they
> will
> >>>> just think positively.
> >>>>
> >>>> We're a stubborn people, us humans. That's probably a good thing, but
> if I
> >>>> ever get cancer, which is likely with my family history, and people
> tell me
> >>>> that I can just think it away, I'm likely to virtually smack them
> upside
> >>>> the head.
> >>>>
> >>>> I've never smacked anyone anywhere except in self-defense, so that's
> really
> >>>> not likely. I'm more talk than bite.
> >>>>
> >>>> I can't add to the chorus of "We're praying for you!" because I don't
> do
> >>>> that, but I can hope her cancer goes into spontaneous remission and
> then
> >>>> goes away by magic. I hope the same for another friend on the east
> coast
> >>>> who also has a terminal lung cancer. And another friend's daughter on
> that
> >>>> same list, who has been fighting cancer for six years. It just keeps
> >>>> getting worse and they've removed much of her. She has three
> children, two
> >>>> of them not much older than the cancer. They're all young, all these
> women.
> >>>>
> >>>> We're no longer bound by geography, by a closeness in knowing people
> >>>> face-to-face. We live in a world where Don's sadness can be shared
> with a
> >>>> group of people all over the US and Canada, some of whom don't care
> for
> >>>> him, but when someone's faced with the horrible things that happen in
> life
> >>>> that doesn't matter so much. We're all of us united against the common
> >>>> enemy. We hope for the best for those we know, even if they've
> annoyed us
> >>>> in the past. We can transcend social constructs and meaningless
> barriers if
> >>>> we just listen.
> >>>>
> >>>> M
> >>>>
>