Our next regular meeting will be Friday (11/18) at Newcastle Place - 12600 N. Port Washington Road, Mequon, WI  53092.

Our program will feature Jonathan Freyer - Lieutenant Colonel US Army who will speak on his military experiences. (Read Jonathan's Bio)

The greeter will provide either the thought, a Rotary minute, share a family moment or a cultural tradition ... anything they would like to start off the day positive.

Upcoming "It's your Rotary moment" assignees:

• Steve Peterman (11/18)
• Connie Pukaite (12/2)

Note: If you are unable to to act as "It's your Rotary moment" assignee when scheduled please arrange for your replacement.

Visit our website at mtsunriserotary.org.

We’ve all heard that a million monkeys banging on a million typewriters will eventually reproduce the entire works of Shakespeare. Now, thanks to the Internet, we know this is not true. - Robert Wilensky

In a mean season, a quiet kindness prevails
By Alan J. Borsuk (JS Online)

It was about 8 a.m. three Sundays ago and I was on Interstate 94, driving my brother to O’Hare International Airport to catch a plane back to Singapore, where he lives. He had come to Milwaukee for a few days to help our ailing mother.

Without warning, a loud, rumbling sound started. Maybe a truck had pulled alongside me? But there was no truck. I think it’s us, my brother said. Agreed.

I pulled onto the shoulder. It was a flat tire on the rear driver’s side.

We were just a couple of hundred yards from the Drexel Ave. exit in Oak Creek, so I slowly drove off the interstate. As I pulled over a short distance farther, a car pulled in front of me with its emergency flashers on.

A guy got out. Maybe in his mid-20s, muscular. It was in the low 50s and misting, and he was wearing a T-shirt and no jacket.

"I’ve got a good jack if you’ve got a spare," he said. He quickly set to work. We were driving my wife’s minivan. It turns out the spare is located under the car and you free it by using this long, weird wrench on a bolt you access inside the car under the dashboard. Who knew? Good thing we had the owner’s manual in the glove compartment.