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Newsletter Vol. #108 Thats How I See It!


 "Men listen to solve,

           women listen to understand"

 What’s on Tap: Share the Newsletter; Did You Know (3); Age and Learning; Smart Ass Answer of The Year; Reader Response; Minneapolis Trip (This article will be relevant to those who know me well or to those who want to know me


I would appreciate your sharing the “That’s How I See It!” newsletter with all those in your social media lists whom you feel would be interested in its content (maybe 5-10 people), and encourage them to subscribe to receive it regularly. When they subscribe they will not only be getting an informative newsletter but also, like yourself, an opportunity for a “free” copy (until Dec. 2/18) of what I hope will become another Best Seller—Communication & Relationships. My first book, I can have fun on a school night!/Finding Balance, spent 44 consecutive weeks on McNally Robinson’s Best Seller list and at present has sold over 10,000 copies.

 I have prepared a sample email (see below) that could be sent to your friends to encourage them to receive the newsletter. But of course feel free to encourage them in whatever way you feel will work best for you.

 Thanks again for your help! E-mail or call me--204-299-9399 and let me know what you think about the book, how you have encouraged others to sign up for the newsletter, or just to talk.

 See you at the Launch on Feb. 27 at McNally Robinson


 This is a sample letter you could use to encourage those people on your Social Media lists to sign up for the news letter.

Hi …

Just a short note to let you know that (my friend), Dr. Dan, puts out a very interesting newsletter once a week, and I thought you might find it as stimulating and informative as I do.

Dr. Dan Rosin, a Manitoba author, counsellor and therapist for 50 years, writes a weekly newsletter entitled, That’s How I See It!”, which is filled with articles on communication, change, personal power, self-esteem, relationships, anger, exercise/fitness, reader input, and a lot more. I really enjoy reading the short newsletter as there is always a relevant take-away for me and I thought there might be for you as well.

Dan’s first self-help book, Finding Balance, has sold over 10,000 copies. I just received his newest book, Communication & Relationships, “free” just for letting you know about the "That's How I See It!" newsletter. He has indicated that he would extend the same offer of a “free” copy of his newest book to my friends if they asked to receive his newsletter before Dec. 2/18. (I believe his thinking is to give away 1000 hard copy books so as to eventually sell 5000.) To have Dr. Dan add you to the distribution list for his free newsletter, just tap the "That's How I See It!" link, register your email, and subscribe. Of course if you aren’t as impressed as I am, you are free to unsubscribe at any time.

To pick up your free copy, call Dan at 204-299-9399,

or you can have it couriered for $7:00.


Did you know?

Cardiologist Dean Ornish, who pioneered the reversal of heart disease by diet, exercise, and stress management, emphasizes the value of love in health. Love is perhaps the most profound type of social interaction. In his book Love and Survival, he suggests that our very survival depends on the healing power of love, intimacy, and relationships. The link to optimism is direct: love leads to optimism and empowers. Optimists are more lovable and the love they receive generates more optimism creating a self-reinforcing cycle. Optimists get sick less often, live longer than pessimists, and are happier.

Now that I am older, here is what I have discovered:

 I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.

  My wild oats have turned into prunes and all-bran. I finally got my head together; now my body is falling apart.

If all is not lost, where is it?

It is easier to get older than wiser.

Some days you're the windshield; some days you're the bug.

I wish the buck stopped here; I sure could use a few.

The only time the world beats a path to your door is when you're in the bathroom.

It's not hard to meet expenses ... they're everywhere.

I spend a lot of time thinking about the hereafter .... I go somewhere to get something and then wonder what I'm here after.

 Did you know?

 In the age group 65 to 74, 89% of people report no disability.

After 85, 40% of individuals are fully functional.

There is hope; one can remain optimistic that getting old doesn’t necessarily mean illness and disability.


 A college teacher reminds her class of tomorrow's final exam. 'Now class, I won't tolerate any excuses for you not being here tomorrow. I might consider a nuclear attack or a serious personal injury, illness, or a death in your immediate family, but that's it, no other excuses whatsoever!'

A smart-ass student in the back of the room raised his hand and asked, 'What would you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and utter sexual exhaustion?'

The entire class is reduced to laughter and snickering. When silence was restored, the teacher smiled knowingly at the student, shook her head and sweetly said, 'Well, I guess you'd have to write the exam with your other hand.'

 Did you know?

 A wealth of evidence suggests that the choices we make about diet, weight, exercise, and social and mental stimuli during middle age greatly affect our psychological and physical competence as we age. Spiritual and religious involvement is believed to add seven or more years, on average, to one’s lifespan. Several studies show that what one thinks about one’s health is among the most accurate predictors of longevity. Genes account for about 35% of longevity, while lifestyle, diet, and other environmental factors, including support systems, are the major contributors to a longer life.

 Reader Response

 I got bogged down...

After three years of marriage my wife had an affair.

Thirty years later I had an affair. There is the broken trust.

But I failed to understand or to meet my wife's needs; mental, emotional.  

I didn't understand what they were and we had no mechanisms for sharing them or understanding them.  We had no systems for working through stuff.

 Amazingly, we made the same mistakes again. However, twenty-five years later I have some kind of understanding of what went wrong.  I have a better understanding of what my needs are and watching my wife to see what hers are. We have vocabulary, courage and honesty to discuss my and our needs.

 The point is that we need to communicate; but we need an understanding of the issues.  Now we have some basic understanding and some skills to work towards solutions.  It would have been so beneficial if I had become an adult with tools and understandings.  If I don't understand what your needs are, I am putting you at risk for an affair. It is much easier to deal with an affair when one understands that the problem started years ago, not when one of us makes a bad choice.  If I take responsibility for my part in the affair, it is much easier to deal with the fall out.

Thank you so much for agreeing to let me publish this response--it takes courage to recognize and own ones human frailities.

 Minneapolis --A “Same Time Next Year" Adventure

 Well it’s time for that yearly migration south-- better known as the “Infamous Minneapolis Trip". We’re short one rider this year, Frank, due to health complications. So that means that Ray and I have to pick up the slack. I just want you to know that the average age of this rangy gang is 78 years old. My son Brad once said before we set out on this yearly adventure, “You’re going to Minneapolis by yourselves?— I’m calling the Highway Patrol and the Minneapolis city police to warn them that you three troublemakers are coming.” My response was, “A wise move. If we can stay awake past 10:00 there will be hell to pay.”

 The trip down to Minneapolis was great. Ray and I got caught up on each other’s lives, sang songs from the era we grew up with--the Platters, Four Lads, etc., and in general just shot the breeze. Our first stop was in Grand Forks to do a “Freddy” pick up; a hat, t-shirt and any other stuff that had the Freddy character on it for my soon to be six-year-old grandson.

 Our second stop was in Fargo at our favourite restaurant, a silver bullet architecture, straight out of the 50s, and of course we had hamburgers and fries. Not healthy, but nostalgic.

 I’ve been going down to Minneapolis for well over 40 years. I had an aunt living there. She has since passed, but I keep going back. We always stayed at the Chanhassen Inn, close to the supper theatre of the same name, but due to progress we had to change hotels this trip as they had torn down the Chanhassen Inn to make way for a strip mall. (The world certainly needs another strip mall.) We stayed at this particular new location because it was just 200 yards from the Chanhassen Dinner Theatre. The Theatre is the oldest dinner theatre in North America and has produced some of the finest musicals I have ever had the privilege of witnessing. Our plan was to take in a Frank Sinatra tribute band on Saturday and the popular Broadway show, “Newsies” on Sunday.

 The new motel we were staying at is one town over from Chanhassen, called Shakopee. The directions to the motel didn’t take into consideration road closures for repairs and detours but we finally got there and it was really an okay motel for the price— of course we got a senior citizen discount.

 Ray is a karaoke nut, and sings very well, so we stopped at the High Timber Lounge attached to the Country Inn Hotel (couldn’t afford to stay there but went for the karaoke). We both sang a couple of songs and made some new friends— one was a race-car driver and her husband raced snow mobiles. The karaoke operator promised to return the next night and since nobody threw up while we were singing, we said we would come back again on Saturday.

 Saturday morning began with a great breakfast at the motel— Canterbury Inn. We then took off for the golf course. Ray and I had a great game chasing the little white ball up and down, over and out. We played what was known as “military golf"— right, left. We certainly covered the entire golf course with our shots and had a great time!

 We went back to our motel and discovered on a poster that their restaurant/bar had a two-for-one special. Being rather frugal Winnipeggers, we thought the two-for-one special meant we could each have one beer and one pizza. No it doesn’t work like that. We each had to have two beers and two slices of pizza. I don’t drink beer!!! I don’t think I’ve ever drunk two beers in a row in my life; I’m a scotch drinker. But there we were: two “Blue Moons” and half a pizza in our guts and we headed back to the room to get ready for the Frank Sinatra tribute band.

 The Sinatra experience was great. I mean really great— an 11 piece band, and a great singer who sounded more like Michael Buble than Sinatra. All in all a really great nostalgic concert. Then we headed over to the High Timber Lounge for more karaoke. I believe the same couples were in the same chairs as on Friday. We met three hard-working young men from Ohio who were in Minneapolis on a special work assignment for their company, installing 30-40 foot freezers in a new grocery store. We laughed, sang some songs and talked for a couple of hours. I actually detected an apologetic tone from these three young American lads for the position their president has taken with Canada. I gave my book, “Communication & Relationships", to one of the trio with promises to keep in touch. Then home to a welcome bed.

 Once again on Sunday morning we visited our motel’s superb breakfast buffet. As we were anxious to visit the casino, by 10:30 on Sunday morning we were placing bets at the Mystic Lake Casino— we’re bad! We played for two hours. I was losing ($100) and down to my last $10 chip when I hit a hot streak and built my losses back to a gain of $125, then left.

 Something I do every time I go to Minneapolis is to get a carton of take-out from Byerly’s Food Emporium (a specialty grocery store). There’s a hill nearby where we took our food and looked out across the countryside while sitting in a natural paradise. We made our way back to the motel around all the detours and road closings, put on our swim trunks and sat around the pool reminiscing about old times; those times when we sang every bit as well as The Platters and The Four Lads. We talked about the time we got tipsy in Grand Forks where I took my first two academic degrees, how we nearly killed ourselves coming back for Frank’s wedding rehearsal with a front tire that had only two lugs holding the wheel on, and how we both got hell from our girlfriends-eventually our wives- for some of the shenanigans we pulled. Great times, great memories!

 We took in the Chanhassen Dinner Theatre’s production of “Newsies” and it certainly lived up to the standard I have come to expect from that theatre.

 We started out early the next day, as we wanted to play a round of golf in Grand Forks. The ride home was great but never as exciting as the way down. I hope we’re all healthy enough to make this journey next year. Thank you, my old friend!

 Definition of a true friend—One who knows your flaws,

but is still willing to be seen in public with you in Minneapolis

Take care of yourself - have a great week and feel free to share the newsletter!