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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. |
| Three Score and Now Eleven + Day 178 It's February 15 evening. We had a good time at the Lukas and Levi birthday get together It was over night Feb 12-13. They are now 13. My Daughter and Son in Law rented a cabin and the whole family was there, Thirteen of us. It was good to see everyone together again. But it really wore me out. It takes me a couple of days to recover. I think the lethargy is due to my Afib medications. But that is another story for maybe another time. I am hoping to get out fishing again soon. The problem looks like the wind. The lake I want to get out on is big and the wind will be worse than other places. The wind beats the stuffing out of the fishing shack. We are going to go shopping tomorrow for groceries. And then I hope to stop and get garden fertilizer and some additional seed. I am worried about availability and price. What a crazy world we now live in. I wrote the Grand Sons a special note for their birthday telling them I am still a Little Boy just trying to get home. So much has changed in my life and not to the good. I just want to go home to what I am familiar with. I know home no longer exists but I will try to make this crazy situation as close as I can to what I see home as. Does that make any sense to you? I will not give up on how I remember home. I cannot accept what is today. Yes, I am Old School and an Old Soul. |
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