Barge Berkley Chiropractic
As many of you know, my father, Dr.Fred Barge was a prolific writer. His "writing room" at home consisted of a couple of big tables
that were stacked with articles, pictures, writing utensils, highlighters, the numerous projects he was working on and more. The walls
around these tables were covered with quotes that he ripped out of magazines, newspapers, articles, books and some that were given to him.
When we sold the house, my sister and I pulled all the loose quotes from the walls and filled one of his briefcases with them.
Here are some of the writings that were tacked to the walls.
Life and Death
by Ernest Crosby
So he died for his faith. That is fine,
More than most of us do.
But, say, can you add to that line
That he lived for it, too?
In his death he bore witness at last
As a martyr to the truth.
Did his life do the same in the past,
From the days of his youth?
It is easy to die. Men have died
For a wish or a whim-------
From bravado or passion or pride,
Was it harder for him?
But to live----every day to live out
All the truth that he dreamt,
While his friends met his conduct with
And the world with contempt.
Was it thus that he plodded ahead,
Never turning aside?
Then we'll talk of the life that he lived.
Never mind how he died.
"If I were to try to read, much less answer, all the attacks made on me, this shop might as well be closed for any other business. I do the very best I know how--the very best I can; and I mean to keep doing so until the end. If the end brings me out all right, what is said against me won't amount to anything. If the end brings me out wrong, 10 angels swearing I was right would make no difference."
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows the triumph of high achievement; and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.
Freedom of Healing
"The constitution of this Republic should make provision for healing freedom as well as religious freedom. To restrict the art of healing to one class of men and deny equal privileges to others will constitute the bastille of medical science. Such restrictions are fragments of a monarchy and have no place in a republic."
Benjamin Rush, M.D.
Signer of the Declaration of Independence, 1776
"There is a principle that is bar against all information, which is proof against all argument, and cannot fail to keep a man in everlasting ignorance.
That principle is condemnation before investigation."
"The master maker of the human body did not create you and then run off and leave you masterless. He stayed on the job as innate, as the fellow within, as nerve transmission controlling every function of life, as spirit from above-down, inside-out, expressing, creating, exploring, directing you in every field and phase of experience so that your home is truly the world and the world is your home."
What it takes to be No. 1
by Vincent Lombardi
Winning is not a sometime thing; it's an all the time thing. You don't win once in a while; you don't do things right once in a while; you do them right all the time. Winning is a habit. Unfortunately, so is losing.
There is no room for second place. There is only one place in my game, and that's first place. I have finished second twice in my time at Green Bay, and I don't ever want to finish second again. There is a second place bowl game, but it is a game for losers played by losers. It is and always has been an American zeal to be first in anything we do, and to win, and to win, and to win.
Every time a football player goes to ply his trade he's got to play from the ground up--from the soles of his feet right up to his head. Every inch of him has to play. Some guys play with their heads. That's O.K. You've got to be smart to be number one in any business. But more importantly, you've got to play with your heart, with every fiber of your body. If you're lucky enough to find a guy with a lot of head and a lot of heart, he's never going to come off the field second.
Running a football team is no different than running any other kind of organization--any army, a political party or a business. The principles are the same. The object is to win---to beat the other guy. Maybe that sounds hard or cruel. I don't think it is.
It is a reality of life that men are competitive and the most competitive games draw the most competitive men. That's why they are there---to compete. To know the rules and objectives when they get in the game. The object is to win fairly, squarely, by the rules--but towin.
And in truth, I've never known a man worth his salt who in the long run, deep down in his heart, didn't appreciate the grind, the discipline. There is something in good men that really yearns for discipline and the harsh reality of head to head combat.
I don't say these things because I believe in the "brute" nature of man or that men must be brutalized to be combative. I believe in God, and I believe in human decency. But I firmly believe that any man's finest hour---his greatest fulfillment to all he holds dear---is that moment when he has to work his heart out in a good cause and he's exhausted on the field of battle---victorious.
We chiropractors work with the subtle substance of the soul. We release the prisoned impulse, the tiny rivulet of force that emanates from the mind and flows over the nerves to the cells and stirs them into life. We deal with the magic power that transforms common food into living, loving, thinking clay; that robes the earth with beauty and hues and scents the flowers with the glory of the air.
In the dim, dark, distant long ago when the sun first bowed to the morning star this power spoke and there was life. It quickened the slime of the sea and the dust of the earth and drove the cell to union with its fellows in countless living forms. Through aeons of time it finned the fish, and winged the bird, and fanged the beast. Endlessly it worked evolving its form until it produced the crowning glory of them all. With tireless energy it blows the bubble of each individual life and then silently, relentlessly dissolves the form and absorbs the spirit into itself again.
And yet you ask "Can chiropractic cure appendicitis or the flu?" Have you more faith in a knife or a spoonful of medicine than in the power that animates the living world?
George P. McAndrews
Don't even concentrate on gaining acceptance---there are factors beyond the limits of health care that dictate against acceptance. Try to gain respect.
Beat the hell out of them in the marketplace. Let them worry about being hanged at dawn.
"The preservation of health is a duty. Few seem conscious that there is a thing such as physical Morality."
"Truth and Honesty are Twins. Reason is Their Guardian Angel."
Dr. Daniel David Palmer
"Don't hurry, don't worry. You're only here for a short visit.
So be sure to stop and smell the flowers."
Walter C. Hagen