My Big Day
January 31, 2018
Life isn’t a matter of milestones, but of moments.
Today is my birthday and as I look back over the years I realize how fortunate I have been. Even though there have been setbacks, the years have been kind. My marriage of more than 63 years continues to provide joy. In the early 40’s I could not even imagine what the world would be like when I retired at 65 and now it has been 28 years since I retired from the computer industry in 1990 and 18 years since I retired from my project directors job at Kiwanis International.
My wife has gifted us with three great children and they have provided us seven grandchildren and two great-grandchildren who are all truly special. I have traveled the world, met with many of the great, the kind and the caring folks that are so important to our worlds future. I tried to emulate them by doing my best.
A lot has changed in the last 83 years but thankfully there are still people like you to give us hope. What follows is a list I modified written by a fellow in his twenties, it works even at my age,
But this year I’ve been sitting here thinking about gifts and birthdays. I’ve been sitting here thinking about my 26 years (minus one day) of life. Of all the the gifts that have ever been given to me and of the ones I truely appreciate, the best gifts I have ever received have never been given to me on my birthday. The best gifts come at odd times.
- In the morning when I roll over to see my wife’s sleeping face.
- When a friend calls me, after 9 years of no contact, to make sure I am doing OK.
- When I realized that I didn’t have to look at the ground when I walk by people.
- Te doctors and caregivers who brought me back from severe illnesses.
- When my wife and children stayed by my side, taking care of me, when I was at my worst.
- When I receive e-mail from someone visiting my website, just to say thank you.
- The advice abd assistance provided by so many that helped me learn and grow,
- The friends who have been there when I needed them.
Age is a case of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it don’t matter.
WE MUST STOP THIS SINISTER PLOT!
Have you ever noticed that as the years go by, everything seems uphill from where you are? Stairs are steeper, groceries are heavier, and everything is farther away. Yesterday I walked to the corner and I was horrified to discover how long our street had become! I never noticed when I was younger that it’s been changing!
And, you know, people are less considerate now, especially the young ones. They speak in whispers all the time! If you ask them to speak up they just keep repeating themselves, endlessly mouthing the same silent message until they’re red in the face! What do they think I am, a lip reader?
I also have a feeling that these people are much younger than I was at the same age. On the other hand, something has been making people who used to be my own age so much older than I am.
I ran into an old friend the other day and she has aged so much that she didn’t even recognize me. I got to thinking about the poor dear while I was combing my hair this morning, and in doing so, I glanced at my own refection…. and I noticed that even mirrors were not made the way they used to be!
Clothing manufacturers are part of the conspiracy too! Why else would they suddenly start labeling a size 10 or 12 dress as 18 or 20? Do they think no one notices that these things no longer fit around the waist, hips, thighs, and bosom?
Another thing, everyone drives so fast today! You’re risking life and limb if you just happen to pull onto the freeway in front of them. All I can say is, their brakes must wear out awfully fast, the way I see them screech and swerve in my rear view mirror.
The people who make bathroom scales are in on it as well. Do they think I actually believe the number I see on that dial? Hah! I would never let myself weigh that much! Just who do these people think they’re fooling?
I’d like to call up someone in authority to report what’s going on — but the telephone company is in on the conspiracy too: they’ve printed the phone books in such small type that no one could ever find a number in here!
All I can do is pass along this warning: Maturity is under attack! Unless something drastic happens, pretty soon *everyone* will have to suffer these awful indignities.
PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW AS SOON AS POSSIBLE SO WE CAN GET THIS CONSPIRACY STOPPED!
“The best way to get people to think out of the box is not to create the box in the first place.”
A plane hit a patch of severe turbulence and the passengers were holding on tight as it rocked and reeled through the night. A little old lady turned to a minister who was sitting behind her and said, “You’re a man of God. Can’t you do something about this?”
He replied, “Sorry, I can’t. I’m in sales, not management.”
The human race is divided into two classes–those who go ahead and do something, and those who sit still and inquire, “Why wasn’t it done the other way?”
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.
A man was celebrating his 80th birthday and his 50th wedding anniversary.
A reported asked, “Sir, how do you account for looking so fit?”
“Well,” the old-timer told him, “when we got married, my wife and I made an agreement that any time we saw an argument coming on, I would grab my hat and walk three times around the block. You’d be surprised what 50 years of outdoor exercise will do for your health!”
You take away all the other luxuries in life, and if you can make someone smile and laugh, you have given the most special gift: happiness.
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