Years ago, I interviewed a 100-year-old man who lived to be 104. He wore thick glasses and walked with a cane, but his mind was sharp and his smile was warm.
“So!” he said emphatically. “You want to know how I got to be this old.” I’ll never forget his words, and he said them this way – almost verbatim: “One, I have two oatmeal cookies for breakfast. Two, I drink a glass of red wine with my dinner each night. Three, I enjoy a good cigar every now and then.”
Then he peered intently over his coffee mug to make sure I was paying attention. “The last is the most important: You should never get to the top of one mountain until you see the next one you want to climb.”
This blog site is my most recent ‘mountain.’
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When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure! My Father is in the Hereafter. But it’s Father’s Day and a day to think about him and all the kindnesses he did over the course of his lifetime. Dad’s my Daddy no matter where he is! My earliest memories of him are … Continue reading “Here, There and Everywhere”
The photo above has nothing to do with this post. (Or does it?) I came across the Holstee Manifesto while reading a book entitled, “There are no accidents.” (Coincidence?) I’ll let you know after I finish the book, but for now, I’m gonna print the poster and hang it on my wall.
Listen to me, mister. You’re my knight in shining armor. Don’t you forget it. You’re going to get back on that horse, and I’m going to be right behind you, holding on tight, and away we’re gonna go, go, go! — Ethel Thayer, “On Golden Pond” (1981) As some of you may already know, I … Continue reading “Getting back on the horse.”
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