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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 is nearly 8:00 pm and I am just now getting to writing an entry. I was going to do this this morning. We are so dry I spend a lot of time watering the vegetable garden and flowers. The garden does look good no big failings yet. We were going to go north this week but we are staying here for the garage roofer to get here and do his roofing. He cancelled out today, a cooler day. He is having truck problems. I am beginning to think I bet on the wrong horse. The roof is not leaking, but I need to coordinate all of the summers activities and still get the roof done. As for our last Sunday Flea Market it was a good day. All went well, we sold some things. We set up and pulled down without any fire works, always a good thing. But I sure get tired. This spring and it is still spring has been difficult, and it should not be. It seems like I am out of sync with my work. The days are slipping past me. I have always worked to accomplish something positive every day. But that is getting more difficult. Maybe it is the early heat and dryness. I was fearful of a Hot dry spring summer all last winter. A hot dry weather pattern is the worst for me. I hope the roofer shows up tomorrow. He is not a young man. I do not envy him roofing in this weather. I should not be too bad tomorrow. The I need to do some weeding in the morning. I was hoping to fish in the later afternoon, evening if it is not too warm. We shall see. I have not been fishing for a few weeks now, Too busy, and too hot. I hope to go again soon. I must have a hay field for a yard up north. We need to get up there early next week. Have a Blessed Evening, I am starting to ramble |
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