Years ago, I clipped some verse from a newspaper, which seemed to fit into the plans that I formed very early in life. I carried this clipping in my pocketbook until it became tattered and torn and almost illegible:

"Lord, let me live like a Regular Man,

With Regular friends and true;
Let me play the game on a Regular plan
And play it that way through;
Let me win or lose with a Regular smile
And never be known to whine,
For that is a Regular Fellow's style
And I want to make it mine.
Let me live to a Regular good old age,
With Regular snow-white hair,
Having done my labor and won my wage
And played my game for fair;
And so at last when the people scan
My face on its peaceful bier,
They'll say, "Well, he was a Regular Man!"
And drop a Regular tear!"

"Years ago, with my body racked and torn by a killing disease, I put my faith in men. In their wisdom they said I could not live. I believed them for a time and then I turned to my Maker in faith and was healed.

"Go thy way: thy faith hath made thee whole," was said to me just as surely as it was said to the blind Bartimaeus: 'O ye of little faith.'"

"What is a great sermon . . . but a masterly sales talk?

The master knew that a statement from him would not, alone, sell Christianity to the ages. Therefore, he appointed twelve 'district sales managers.' The sales field was the wide world, and the product was salvation and redemption."

"My uncommon man will . . . believe in the dignity of man, whether his skin be yellow, white, black or brown. He will believe in freedom of the mind; free to think and write his beliefs, and that freedom he will grant to every other man alive.

Even though my uncommon man may live in a hovel, he will think, experiment and reach out for knowledge . . . He will stand out under the open sky, where he is closer to his Maker in Communion. . . and by thinking, he will resolve never to become a chattel, with his franchise sold to flattery.

My uncommon man cannot be identified by either the royal purpose or the patched overalls he may wear; like those in the Psalms, he is "clothed in righteousness."

I must say that I have found it necessary, in my whole business experience, to dischage less than a half-dozen out of the thousands who have worked for me or rather, who have worked with me. I am proud and happy to say this.

From "RJ Sez" - Published by Whitney & White, Ranson, West Virginia, 1957
The articles appeared from October 1st, 1953 through September 1st, 1955 with three unpublished articles.


Probably no prayer is of more importance

This is about Sentiment

That person is a dreamer

During depression, RJ hires from within.

The idle tongue of gossip

If the individuals are great

Conscience, knowledge and reason

RJF quits school

When nations have learned "Thou shalt not kill"

Genius is burning the midnight oil

None are closer to God than the farmer

I will never yield to discouragements

Learning perseverance from a cow

West Virginia home hospitality

On Lincoln

"I wear the chain I forged in life."

Late in life, you value friends more

"Children, dogs, and best friends are wise"

There is good pride and bad pride

"As man thinketh, so is he,"

The old McGuffey Readers

Tense and frightened by wars

So-called trifles

Seeing only the faults in others

Loyalty to those who trust us

Colleges do not make intelligent people

The United Nations and Christ

Socialist give-away programs

Evaluate your errors

Humility is greatness

It is no disgrace to be in debt

Treason against God, or country?

Have a program of your own

Mistakes come from trying

Liberals and Conservatives

In defense of the Press

Greed, jealousy and prejudice

Greener pastures in your own backyard

Regular habits move mountains

Learn to "talk Happiness"

The Retirement Myth

Slander poisons the one who carries it

Ideas as a builder's blueprints

The power of unity

Help people to find work they like

Friendship requires no vow

The Bible taught me how to live, and to die

The greatness in this old lady

Indecision spells failure

The mirror doesn't lie

Spoken words etched on your memory

Speeding in the wrong direction

With vision opportunity may be seen

Little things mean a lot

Everyday courage

Old-fashioned mother wit

A leader toward happiness

The hardest man to whip is our own self

Hans Christian Anderson

Christ the "master salesman"


The "Common Man"

Like many others, I read this grand book (Pilgrim's Progress) when a child

"Measure twice and cut once"


The closest teamwork is required of us

We must have Faith that brings belief

Rumors are impossible to put your finger on

We are feverishly stock-piling the atom bomb

I drove him like a slave

How long shall thy jealousy burn like fire?

We hear a lot about the "common man," especially during political campaigns

There is no philosophy that can be substituted for the Bible

Mankind is troubled and confused

There are no "short-cuts" or detours to Happiness

Politeness is to human nature what warmth is to wax

I've been happy with, or without money

I was condemned to die in a short time

Time does really change everything

The more freedom the individual enjoys under government the more responsibility he must assume

Slavery under Communism makes people prefer death

Can a Scientist Believe in God?

Cooperation greases the wheels

The fear that is a phantom. This fear makes the wide open world a prison yard

Adlai Stevenson demoralizes


The accumulation of our acts in life may be compared to a bank account

The greatest discoveries will be made along spiritual lines

Henry Ford left the results of his life's work

You get what you pay for.

The invisible presence of our Creator may be actually felt in every good deed

Ambition, running riot, made them ignorant of facts

It seems strange how little incidents of childhood teach important lessons

"Trivial" advice to the young

I spent a number of my younger years in the lumber woodsThe Golden Rule of the Bible

I remember the blacksmith - a large, muscular man who seemed a giant to my childish imagination

America is a vast, unlimited and unrestricted training field

Patience is one of man's greatest virtues

It's foolish to engage in the battle of life without plans

The art of conversation

The good we develop within ourselves

I do not believe that God intends the human race to be entirely destroyed