Here’s an interesting mental exercise to undertake. I recommend it highly. It helps put things into perspective; an interesting journey of introspection. Here is mine.<\/p>\n
Seventy-nine years ago, as I write this, my mother was in her last two weeks of pregnancy with me, wondering when her baby would \u201cpop out.\u201d Would it be a boy or a girl? Would it be healthy? Would this world war ever come to an end? <\/span><\/p>\n Little did she know that in two weeks, on a Sunday night at 2 a.m., a future old coot was to be unleashed on the world. Little did that unborn baby know that decades later he would be walking around town with a messenger bag over his shoulder, a notebook and pen at the ready, a walking stick in his hand, and reflecting on life on the cusp of entering his 80th year. That about to be born baby, had no idea what lay ahead, a whole life of living. <\/span><\/p>\n No idea he\u2019d grow from an infant into a young boy, start school, evolve to a teenager (making all those stupid choices that the na\u00efve do in their salad days), moving on through life at breakneck speed, finishing high school, college and then more college at night school, getting married, having kids, jobs, houses, cars, and the material things of life. Facing losses of family and friends. Moving on, eventually blessed with grandkids, in double digits, extending the family tree for another generation. <\/span><\/p>\n