in no hurry
Born September 1935, so coming up on my 90th Thanksgiving next month, soon followed by my 90th Christmas and 90th New Years Day! Count them: Looking around, Life is Good, and I'm in no hurry. In fact, I could wish everyone as satisfactory a moment to moment, hour to hour, day to day retirement as mine, with interesting memories and few regrets. If I could change anything, what might it be? Well, I couldn't if I would, I can't so I won't go there. There were Times when I might have been nicer, or firmer, or more assertive or less, or acted on impulse instead of restraint or vice-versa, but some of those Times doubtless would have been Frost's two roads diverging in a yellow wood where, if I'd taken the other decision, I wouldn't be here in 7H typing my nonsense this autumn 2024 October morning. Every decision sets one's road to the next choice, doesn't it. Ships zigzagging? No, they do it purposefully, I did it haphazardly. After I decided, as a c