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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 looks like I have been absent from writing for a few days. I have been out fishing and it has been bad. Yesterday was terribly windy which made it cold, without much for fish. Last Tuesday all I could catch was small Perch. I am ready to catch some spring fish. I will be leaving for the north tomorrow. I need to talk to a sign painter about a property sign. It was been in the planning for some time now, But it is hard to plan as the mural painter is very busy and we are at a distance. I will try to set up a meeting tonight, after I write this. Then of course today I had a lot to do to get ready for leaving and my printer took a dive. I had shipping to do and needed the printer. After messing with it for awhile with my poor vision. It was discovered the toner had to be replaced. So the wife went into a office supply store and got the toner while I did needed chores. We installed it and now all is well. Hopefully we are now going to be ready for tomorrow. The twin grandsons are now twelve years old, cracker jacks and sharp as whips. I have been writing to them since the day they have been born. i have been doing it so they will now who I am. I have been trying to give them pointers and a type of life map. Maybe they will not make all the missteps I and other have made. I know every generation says that and every generation thinks it will be different for them. but I hope they can glean something of value from the writings. I also think it is important for me because my paternal grandfather died when I was so young. I only have fleeting memories of him. I yet feel so close to him, having a letter or something of a personnel message from him would still be a real physical keepsake, a connection. I share his name and I like to think much more. I need to write to the grandsons about Life's Chess Game. What is important and what is not. How to cope in this ever more troubling, chaotic world. I will write them and as they are now older I will talk with them also. After I do so and have a blue print I will write it here. I need to quit writing now and phone my brother. I need to know how much snow there is in the driveway. I did not go on the planned fishing trip for many reasons. I am sure he will fill me in. Have a Blessed Restful Evening |