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Psalm 90:10, "The length of our days is seventy years—or eighty if we are strong.... |
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Three Score and Ten the Introduction, Well here we go, After 50 years I am going to take another attempt at writing. The first time was the Palmer writers correspondence school in 1969. The writing will be not a book that will be written with the idea of being published, But will be a writing of thoughts unencumbered by possible publishing and monetary gain. This writing will be a hybrid of Journal and Reminisce. It is important to me that the writings are my true thoughts at the time, not influenced by any factor. The writing will try to explain how a 70 year old white, male USA citizen now relates to today's world. Is every oldest generation lost in their own world, that they aged into? What do I see, and feel as I age farther. I know I am not normal as in what this world today would consider normal. But I hope I am in the ball park writing the thoughts of a 70 year old. I hope for you to learn to know who I am, As I search for Who I am at 70+ This work will carry on until I am no longer able to think or write. This will be done on a nearly daily writing interwoven with a life's reminiscing. This writing has been in the planning for 10 plus years. and I have now made it to this starting point. This writing is dedicated to My Wife The Kitten, My family, My grand children, Lukas, Levi, Luis, Lydia and Sonora Pearl. I thank you God that you have allowed me to have your Three Score and Ten Time. |
| It has been a slower, easy day. It is drying off outside from a rainy Thursday, Friday. And it is colder, 30's today. We had the furnace get a check up on Thursday, the serviceman says all is good. We have it checked over about every four years. It does look like I will still be able to paint early in November. I will go as long as it gets close to 50 degrees. We watched our church service on You Tube. This situation with our church is depressing. I wonder where the end of this virus calamity will find us, Only God knows. I am sitting here listening to Nat King Cole, What A smooth talent, What a shame he died so young, 46. It makes me sad that so many of the greatest music artists are now gone. At one time my Wife and I did a music show at Nursing homes and such. I would like to sing Nat Cole. Everything had to change with my wife's job change a number of years ago. We share a love of music and dancing. We did studied ballroom dancing a number of years. But all has changed, No place to go if we could. And the wife has had back trouble, Arthritis, Osteoporosis, so we have to be careful. After we have a couple hard frosts I will need to cut the raspberry canes in the garden. Then roto till if not to wet. There will be leaves to rake and store for compost. Then at freeze up straw cover the strawberries and garlic. It will be Thanksgiving by then, and it is rest time for the garden. I hope you have a Blessed Restful Evening. |
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