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Growing up we had 4 apple trees on our property. Every season my old man and I would labor for days picking bushels after bushels. We throw them in the back of the little trailer connected to our John Deere riding mower, drive to the corner of the road and sell them to executives working at John Deere World Head Quarters. Each year they’d look at the apples hand selected by my pops and I and exclaim “Looks like I got the best in the bunch!” I’d develop a mischievous smile and agree with them, take the 5 dollar bill and hand to my old man who’d shoot me a smile back.You see every year we would pick through hundreds of apples picking some straight from the tree and some from the ground. Every season a few apples would shine through. Perfect color, perfect shape, and just felt right. Some times I’d find them hanging right in front of my face, but my favorites were the ones on the ground. Covered in a little bit of mud, laying next to bruised and broken apples. None the less perfect. I’d set those aside.After a week of selling our apples. My old man and I would come back to my personal picks. The best of the bunches. My old man never sold an apple he wouldn’t eat, but he let me pick the best ones because he said I had an eye for them. We’re they any better than all the other ones? Probably not. But in my eyes they were the best, and all those folks who bought those other apples had no idea what they were missing.Here comes the punch line. You have been through a lot. Life hasn’t been the easiest. You may have been high up in the tree hanging by a limb, only to be knocked down in the mud. You stayed strong though, you kept it together when those around you let the world break and bruise them. All I’ve had to do was come by and help wipe the dirt off with just a little reminder, that you my friends are the best of the bunch. Trust me, I’ve got an eye for them.Thank all of you for being the best of my bunch. Go out today and find someone that may be down in the mud, or hanging by a limb. Remind them they are the best of your bunch.







