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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. |
| Dear Grandsons and All We made it back from the Northwoods yesterday. My brother had opened up the end of the driveway so we could get in. They had gotten a lot of rain the night before, so it was all ice and snow. The wife and I had to be careful taking the little dog out. She has to be careful of falling. Also, along with me unloading the van and then loading the ice fishing gear. I can drive it without stopping in 3 plus hours. Not that far, But the weather is much more severe, a night and day difference. Down here there is no ice and no snow yet, much easier to cope as you age. But I now am ready now for ice. Yesterday on the way home we stopped and picked up internet auction house winnings. It is always a crap shoot. I only have pictures to go by so sometimes I take it on the chin. This time I was disappointed in a couple of lots. I need to be more caucious. You guys are going to have a lot of things to go through. But I cannot just up and quit, once you get the disease it is with you for life. I have been auction buying since being about ten years old. I remember that first auction vividly, and what I bought, how it opporated and where it was. My mother dropped me off, and I stood among the other men and bid. Then they had runners that brought you your item and you paid cash to the runner right away. I was a day to remember. I bought a fence stretcher and something else. I wish I could remember what, I may still have it. The auction business sure has changed in 60 years. I sure would like to take you guys to an old-fashioned farm auction. I will give you guys' money to bid with and we will fill up the van. Then you will be hooked for life. There is nothing that makes my blood boil more than a good auction, but they are far and view in between now. Sweet Dreams |
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