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- Shirley’s Law
Most people deserve each other.
- Aging Embracing
Reading this, don’t be concerned about my health, i have some issues, pretty much the same as anyone a couple of months from 82 will have. There are some procedures i will be experiencing in the next couple of months to address the most serious difficulties, but i plan on being around for quite a while. i am hoping to make it to almost 99 like my daddy did, but i’ve live a much harder, wilder life, so am not likely to do that. i do think about what’s next more than i should. i’m still having fun. i hope you are also if you are in my generation.
i feel aging embracing me
while sharpening the blades
i cannot see
that will eventually
do me in.i shall not worry about
what will take me away
for i know it will be earned
for what i’ve lived,
good things and bad things
regardless of intention.the question is not
how nor when
but what remains
in my living
for i am blest.one must step carefully
in this forest of diabilities piling up;
yet, at four score plus
a new vision of the world opens
for i have been there and remember.i have seen the good and bad
over those years,
now, observing them
in the growing crowds
of people, planes, automobiles,
concrete and steel,i think i understand.
i know i cannot tell them
what they should be doing
based on what i’ve learned:
they are young, impetuous, headstrong,
knowing i do not know what it’s like nowadays,which i do, of course:
i’ve walked down that road.it matters not.
there is a warmth in knowing
i’m not in their squabbles;
knowing living, doing the right thing,
or making the attempt
is the key to feeling good in the long run.So, i read the headlines,
watch what they erroneously call news,
shake my head at their goofy plans
to make the world better,
which they can’t unless they
realize the depth of what i wrote above.it is a pleasant world embracing me,
even with the discomfort of being
embraced too hard,
for, as my father said that i repeat:i’ve had a good life,
have a good wife,
have great children, grandchild, and friends.
i just hope
when i go,i go quick.
- Something I’ve Heard Before
Yesterday, i once again was looking for something i had misplaced and forgotten where. Such has become a daily tradition around here, sometimes more than once a day. It’s so often, i no longer cuss when it happens.
Okay, okay, sometimes i still let the sailor talk rip.
This time it was different. i looked in the usual places, considered where i had been, and found it on the coffee table in the living room.
As i reached for it, a voice came into my head that said, “Right where it has always been.”
That is something my mother, former wife, and current wife would say to me. They have engrained it into my brain. They didn’t even have to say it.
- Memories Are Made of This
There’s stuff going on. i will not elaborate other than note getting old can take a toll on productivity, something that has been a major drive for me.
So, i’ll just share a few wonderful memories:
The lady, dressed in my Booze Brother’s hat, and the goofy guy recalling a life long ago at a 1987-88 Halloween Party, laying it down.
The incredible Bacall, sister of Bogart who leftt us too soon: our first cats, even before we were married:
Long ago and far away in a little Tennessee town, now overgrown with progress and people, i’m guessing 1949: Daddy and i, mostly Daddy, making a snowman in our backyard. That’s our garage in the background.
Douglas and Daisy Lawrence, family friends that were more like family, visiting from Florida during the WAR.
Sometimes, memories are enough.
- Lord Balfour’s Contention
Nothing matters very much, and very few things matter at all.
