You may have the idea that our graphic designers just lay-out post cards, brochures etc., but they do much much more. In fact our design department, along with our production manager, manage the print production. They control and run our digital presses. They send files to our plate maker so that our pressman can make the printing plates to go on the offset presses. They can even program our paper cutter so that the the bindery operators can pull up the job ticket number and the paper cutter is programmed for that job. They also check graphic files and make a print out for our mailing manager to check, to make sure that they meet postal specifications before printing. We check each file that comes in, even if we did not design the job.
We say “we are a printer that knows mailing and a mailer that knows printing”. This adds up to a true one-stop convenience for our customers. Each job moves from department to department efficiently until the final stop, the United States Postal Service. All of these services under one roof…it is a big roof.
If you don’t need the cost of an ad agency, but want to have some printed materials printed or mailed, call me, Phyllis Burns, at 865 584-2265 or email me at email@example.com.
I have been blessed to travel with my family over the last 5 years. Our spring trip this year was to Juan Dolio, Dominican Republic. This was one of the most relaxing trips we have taken. I think that everyone recharged and relaxed. I read 4 novels while I was there and got lots of sunshine and good food. We also celebrated Michael’s 24th birthday.
We did drive to Samana, about a 3 hour drive from Juan Dolio to do some whale watching. Samana is where the mother whales come to give birth and train their calves for the long trip back to the Boston area. We saw two mother whales with their calves. One of the calves breached and gave us a thrill. I have tried to see the whales in Hawaii, Boston and California, to no avail. Either it was the wrong time of year and in the case of Boston, the weather was so bad the boats could not go out.
Back at work today, doing what we do best..graphic design, printing & direct mail. Thanks to all my great employees for keeping things going while I was gone.
Before my late husband Ken and I got married, he ask me if I would cook breakfast for him every morning. That was probably his favorite meal and he was a big breakfast eater. I agreed that I would and for 52 years, I did just that and enjoyed seeing him enjoy the biscuits, pancakes, waffles and such. When our two daughters, Kathy and Joy were in middle school and were old enough to have overnight visits with friends, they discovered that some families did not have a big breakfast like we did at our house. In fact, one day Joy asked me “can’t we just have cereal like our friends have at their house”. However, when their friends came to our house, they were surprised that I cooked every morning.
I don’t cook like that now that Ken has passed away and sometimes I miss that very much. However yesterday, I cooked all afternoon because we were celebrating Kathy’s birthday. I enjoy cooking for people who enjoy eating and last night was one of those nights.
Today, I am sharing one of my favorite recipes, pecan pie. I have been making this for 40 years and it is the easiest recipe to make. I usually have pecans and the other ingredients required so if I need a dessert in a hurry, this is my go to recipe.
3 eggs, slightly beaten
½ cup light brown sugar
1 cup white corn syrup
½ tsp. salt
1 tsp. vanilla
¼ cup butter, belted
Beat eggs slightly, add brown sugar, corn syrup, salt and vanilla. Mix well by hand. Stir in butter and pecans. Mix well. Pour into an unbaked pie shell. Bake 45-50 minutes at 375 degrees or until set. I use broken pieces of pecans but you can use whole pecans as well.
On my recent trip to Lisbon Portugal and to other day trips to surrounding cities I saw lots of interesting and magnificent things like this church and beautiful views of the city. However, there was one place that I had not counted on seeing in Lisbon and that was the inside of the ER at a Lisbon Hospital. Our first day of sight seeing begin with a visit to a castle. We rode an elevator to get to a street that was pretty high up and there was a deck with a beautiful view of the city. All of a sudden I felt like I was going to pass out and I did. When I woke up an ambulance had been called and they quickly loaded me up and took me to a hospital. This is where it gets different. Most of us have been to an ER at a hospital and they put you in a room or cubicle for treatment. Not so in Lisbon, they take you to a room that is very crowded, so crowded that the beds are touching each other. There are no visitors allowed unless the doctor calls them back and there is security to make sure that rule is followed. I understand the no visitors rule because they was not room for visitors to stand. When a nurse needed to attend to a patient she had to move the beds over in order to get to the bedside.
Although the ER was crowded, the care was excellent. Most of the nurses and the doctor spoke English. They never asked me if I had insurance or for any payment. They only took my personal information and my address. Turns out, when I got home and check with my insurance company, they will pay for all except the ambulance. They sent me home with a packet of information for my doctor here in Knoxville and it was all in Portuguese. However, thanks to Covenant Health, a translator was provided here in Knoxville so that my doctor had all the notes from Lisbon. It was nothing serious and the next day, I was out touring again. It makes me appreciate the good hospitals that we have here in Knoxville. I feel very blessed.
Oh by the way I have another trip planned and I purchased trip insurance, just in case.
Ken, my late husband liked quotes, and reading poetry. I have a picture of him reading poetry to me while I cooked breakfast shortly before he passed away. From time to time I find in books or in drawers little quotes that he has written down. The other day I found one that he liked. Running a graphic design, printing and direct mail company that requires tight deadlines, I sometimes find myself up to my ….. in alligators. Fortunately I have great employees who keep things running very smoothly most of the time. That is what makes a great company, team players who care about our customers.
Another thing that I found today was how many years I had been doing business with my biggest customer. Time goes by fast and although it did not seem like a long time, it has been 20 plus years. We must be doing something right.
I had a great Thanksgiving weekend in Brentwood TN with my family. We did everything from Volunteer at a homeless shelter, to decorating the house for Christmas. I hope that all of you had a great Thanksgiving and are ready for Christmas.
In 1993, we were purchasing the building where we current operate Burns Mailing & Printing. I had been out looking for a building and property and asked my neighbor Ron Kirkham if he knew of any commercial buildings where his business was located. He told me that a lady had some property across from him. It was owned by a lady whose husband had died and the business was shut down. I decided to drive by and the lady just happened to be at the building. We talked about the business that she and her late husband had run together. She showed me around the building and I asked her if Ken and I could come back later in the afternoon so that he could see it. We came back and he liked it as much as I did so we gave her a down payment and purchased the building. In 1994 we remodeled the building and added another 5400 square feet of production. She liked the idea of another husband and wife purchasing and running the business together.
It was in the fall and the leaves looked much like the picture that I took this morning. Things change just like the leaves in fall, but 25 years later Burns is still offering quality printing, graphic design and direct mail services.
Call me for a free quote at 865 584-2265 or email me for a free estimate – firstname.lastname@example.org.