Monday, June 1, 2015

A little slower; a little fatter. But still having a damned good time!

An old high school friend and I were chatting recently on Facebook about people we went to school with who have died.
We've both lost several high school and several college friends.
For some reason, it seems somehow more offensive to lose people we knew when we were kids. After all, we haven't aged . . . how did they?
Of course, some of them never got the chance to age.
But now, as we've passed the half-century mark, we have to acknowledge that we're getting to "that age," where people we know will die of natural causes more and more often, until we're all just fond memories and pictures in albums stuck in the back of our grandchildren's closets.
And from what I understand, the "Millennials" don't want our fusty old albums. They'll photograph the old photographs, and toss the paper along the way.
So what's the point of this musing?
None, really. Just a realizing that for some, time is gone. And for those of us left, well, better enjoy it while you can! Yeah, I may be a little slower, a little fatter than when I was in school, but inside I'm still the same eager, curious, excited kid I always was.
Show me the world!
No excuses. Find a way to live your dreams. Cliche? Yeah . . . but things become cliches because they're common to many people.
What's your bucket list?
Mine includes such cliches and originals as: Train ride across Canada and Alaskan tour combo; river cruise down the Mississippi; do one of those gigs where you're the lighthouse keeper for a couple weeks in exchange for staying in the lighthouse for free; ride the Good Year blimp; get a big, orange Maine Coon Cat; sell a book; go to the San Diego Zoo; ride a trolley in San Fran; do the tourist thing in NYC, and see a Broadway show; drive a train; play Mrs. Hannigan in Annie; have a walled garden with little brick paths and a gazeebo.
Take that grand tour across the U.S. and back, seeing the sights along the way. Where is the biggest ball of string, anyway?
God willing and the creek don't rise, I'll get some of those in. Hope you get yours in, too!


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