Hail to the Dinosaurs!
The man sat at a wooden desk, surrounded by a
sea of crumpled papers.
He sighed, shook his head, gritted his teeth, and
slipped the tip of a feather pen into a small bottle
of black ink.
He put pen to paper and began to write slowly
and laboriously.
After filling half the page with ink, he sat back,
laid down the pen, and sighed again.
The door opened, and an older man with a
white wig stepped into the room.
The writer looked up.
"Franklin!" he said. "What keeps you up at this
unmerciful hour?"
The older man smiled wearily.
"I wanted to see how you were doing, Tom," he
said.
The younger man shook his head.
"Not well, I'm afraid. I have the thought of the
thing, but I can't get the words on paper. They're
all twisted -- bumping backwards and forwards.
They don't sing. They grind like millstones."
"You should get some sleep. You've been at it
non-stop for days."
The younger man shook his head.
"I can't sleep. I need to finish this. We don't have
much time left."
The older man nodded in silent agreement.
"I'll get some coffee," he said.
He turned and left the room.
Suddenly, a sharp gust of wind blew out the
candles. The room went completely dark.
The man at the writing desk paused, stood
up and relit the candles one by one.
He stopped and stared at a large wooden
box lying next to his desk.
It hadn't been there before. Where it came
from he had no idea.
A shipping label bore the date "July 4, 1940."
164 years in the future!
He knelt down, and pried off the lid of the
box.
Inside the box was a long iron bar and a
series of iron disks of different sizes. They
all had holes placed neatly in the center.
There were several small booklets with the
name "York Barbell Company" printed on the
cover. "
And there was a note on a single sheet of
paper. He read it quickly -- and then read it
again, much more slowly, his eyes wide in
amazement.
"Dear Tom,
You need to get the blood flowing. Try the
Simplified Course. That always works for
me.
Bob Hoffman"
Tom picked up the booklet titled "Simplified
Course of Barbell Training" and began to
read, nodding his head as he grasped the
meaning.
Thirty minutes later, after a fast workout,
he sat down at his desk, picked up his pen,
and began to write:
"We hold these truths to be self-evident,
that all men are created equal, that they
are endowed by their Creator with certain
unalienable Rights, that among these are
Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness."
And that, my friends, is the REAL story.
Happy 4th of July!
Yours in strength,
Brooks Kubik
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P.S. 2. Thought for the Day: "Live free and
lift heavy." -- Brooks Kubik
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