Tag: 66
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Personal freedom
The Covid portion of the evening news has become so common and rhetorical it reminds me of the weather segment. Nothing major usually happens day to day, so to maintain any level of interest until the big story happens, they throw in shocking stories hoping to wind everyone up and more importantly, keep revenue up.…
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Try not to think about it.
The enthusiasm of 2021 is wearing thin, at least for me. I fear expressing that sentiment out-loud may evoke bad luck or tempt fate in some fashion or another so I mostly keep it to myself. As 2020 and the pandemic dragged on it was hard to find any positives to cling to. There were…
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I remember when Delta meant flying…
I think most can agree that since March 2020, our world has been in a constant state of upheaval. The initial fear and disbelief that was the pandemic, got assistance from social and economic unrest the like of which I have never experienced in my 66-years. This confluence of staggering events was further exacerbated by…
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Reflecting on estate sales…and a visit to a car show in the park.
Since “retiring” several months ago, I have become increasingly addicted to estate sales. Unless something is urgent, that is where you will find me Friday mornings. I am generally in line before they open at 10 am, and even through there may be only 10-20 people in front of me, I worry every old guy…
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Father’s Day etc.
While visiting with my oldest over Father’s Day brunch (with the appropriate Mimosa’s of course), we covered a wide variety of topics. The environment, workspace availability for artist types, his upcoming trip to New Orleans and Arkansas (houseboat on a lake with friends—kinda cool I thought) and the ongoing drought the west is experiencing. His…
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Goodbye Bruce
Bruce and I first met in 1965 when I was 10-years-old. I had completely forgotten this fact until 50+-years later when I found this picture in a box of my mother’s personal belongings. I had taken possession of this box over 25-years ago when she passed away, but chose not to explore its contents at…
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Age, struggle and the continuing joy of vinyl.
At what point do you accept your age, or do you? Sometimes I feel like I’m a kid (relative to 66, that could mean 30) hiding in an older guys body, and shocked by the weathered face looking back from the mirror. And like a kid burying his face in his hands when scared, the…
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Trying to chart a future course
I have started to think I have little control over events in my life. An analogy here: It seems reasonable to expect that if you exert directional force on a rudder or wheel to steer a particular direction, you should get positive results. The more energy you exert, the more likely you will head in…
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Sunday omelet
Adjusting to a new schedule, a new job, really a new life is more challenging than I thought it would be. At the conclusion of my prior “life”, I fully came to appreciate how effortlessly I could navigate everything. It took such little thought to glide through my day, especially near the end. After all…
a life always under construction 