Friday, April 1, 2011

Waxing Poetic

Well - I guess its that time of year for me to do it again. On Sunday (April 3rd) I will be 56 years old. In the grand scheme of things - not too old - but no spring chicken anymore either. Both my father (Fred) and his father (George) passed away when they were 56. They were both, however, heavy smokers from their pre-teen years and both passed away due to lung cancer. The good news is that I am not a smoker, I take after my mother's side of the family (who routinely have lived into their 90's) and I feel like I am probably in the best shape of my life. So I expect to be around for a while.

In the past 12 years, I have lost my father, two grandparents, and my first wife. Even with it being over a decade in one case, something will happen that will remind me of that person and even now I will miss them terribly. I know that one day, I too, will fade from this mortal plane. I just hope that I have made a positive difference in the lives I have touched and will be remembered fondly.

OK - No more morbidity. I'll looking forward to enjoying myself and I hope everyone else is too.

This is the 40th anniversary of my 16th birthday. In 1971 I turned 16 and my sweetie -DKW- turned 1 (*dirty old man*) HEY - WHO SAID THAT! :-).
Everyone have a great day!!!

1 comment:

  1. aww, baby, you are such a good man; you deserve the very best, ME {who said that?!?}; love ya so, debra