February 28, 2018
“The only real mistake is the one from which we learn nothing.”
Those of us who have lived as long as I have know the value of remembering past mistakes. Our missteps in life are part of the learning process for those smart enough to avoid making the same mistakes all over again.
Maybe one of the best things about growing old is the knowledge it takes to layout plans that let us bypass the traps that exist all around us. It is important that we don’t hide from reality but proceed with care. There is still much to see and do so it is a blessing that experience helps to enjoy our remaining days.
Need a reminder? Here is a story for you:
Five Short Chapters on Change
I walk down a street and there’s a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. It takes forever to get out. It’s my fault.
I walk down the same street. I fall in the hole again. It still takes a long time to get out. It’s not my fault.
I walk down the same street. I fall in the hole again. It’s becoming a habit. It is my fault. I get out immediately.
I walk down the same street and see the deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
I walk down a different street.
Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes.
In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery:
Here lies an Atheist
All dressed up
And no place to go.
At a diner, I was standing in line to pay my bill behind two women who handed the young waitress a credit card. After swiping the card, she loudly called out to her manager, “Mr. Allen, what do I do if it says ‘reject’?”
As the women’s faces reddened and customers turned to look, Mr. Allen, also the cook, calmly walked out from the kitchen. “Well,” he answered, the first thing you do is shout it out loud enough to embarrass the customer, who might have been thinking about leaving you a tip.”
A lot of people mistake a short memory for a clear conscience.
The sad thing is that I can relate to some of the following:
Three old guys were out walking.
First one says. “Windy isn’t it? ”
Second one says, “No its Thursday”!!
Third one says. “So am I. Lets go get a beer”
A man is telling a friend about his recent divorce. “Yeah, she divorced me for her religious reasons. She worshipped money and I didn’t have any.”
Two old guys were sitting in the park, talking, when the subject turned to getting older. The first guy said “Women have all the luck when it comes to getting older.”
“What do you mean?” asked the second guy.
“Well,” replied the first. “I can barely remember the last time I got aroused in bed, but my wife is healthier than ever!”
“Healthier? How is that?” his buddy wondered.
“Years ago, when we were younger, almost every night before bed she’d get these terrible headaches.” he answered. “Now that we’re older, she hasn’t had a headache in years.”
I’ll believe psychics when one phones me, just in the nick of time, yelling, “Duck!”
I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are eating too much, impulse buying, and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That’s my idea of a perfect day.
Four retired Navt vets are walking down the street window shopping. Then they turn a corner and see a sign that says “Veterans Bar” over the doorway of an entry into an establishment that doesn’t look all that well kept up. They look at each other then go in. On the inside, they realize in this case, they could judge the ‘book by it’s cover’.
The old bartender says in a voice that carries across the room, “Come on in and let me pour one for you! What’ll it be, gentlemen?” There seems to be a fully stocked bar so the men all ask for a martini. In short time the bartender serves up 4 iced martinis – shaken not stirred and says, “That’ll be 40 cents, please.” The four men stare at the bartender for a moment then look at each other – they can’t believe their good luck. They pay the 40 cents, finish their martinis and or! der another round. Again, four excellent martinis are produced with ! the bartender again saying, “That’s 40 more cents, please.”
They pay the 40 cents but their curiosity is more than they can stand. They’ve each had two martinis and so far they’ve spent less than a dollar. Finally one of the men says, “How can you afford to serve martinis as good as these for a dime a piece?”
The bartender replies, “No doubt you’ve noticed the decor in here. And the outside ain’t nothin’ to write home about. I don’t waste money on that stuff. But, here’s my story. I’m a retired Chief and I always wanted to own a bar. Last year I hit the lottery for $45 million and decided to open this place for real veterans. Every drink costs a dime, wine, liquor, beer, all the same.”
“Wow. That’s quite a story.” says one of the men. The four of them sipped at their martinis and couldn’t help but notice three other guys at the end of the! bar who didn’t have a drink in front of them and hadn’t ordered anything the whole time they were there. One man finished his martini and, gestured at the three at the end of the bar without drinks and asks the bartender, “What’s with them?”
The bartender says, “Oh, those are retired Marines. They’re waiting for happy hour
“Yet one thing that I have learned over time is that when you make a mistake, recognize it, admit to it and figure out why the mistake was made. Then do everything in your power to avoid making the same mistake again.”
Dr. Marshall Hennington
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