I think it’s time to bring this autobiographical blog to a
close. There have been more than 300
entries, and it needs to stop somewhere. Of course, my life isn’t over, and
there may well be new adventures around the corner. I surely hope so. I will continue to write about them in my
Sunday Night Update. If you’re not on the list and you want to be on it, my
e-mail address is
Send me a message and I’ll put you on it.
In a perfect world, I suppose I would write the last blog on
the last day of my life, but timing those two events to come out at the same
time could prove to be a little tricky.
I don’t think I’ll have the luxury of saying, “I need to make just one
more entry on the blog before I go.”
Since this is a blog, and it’s my blog I reserve the right
to add new entries when the mood strikes me, but for right now I’m going stop
the schedule of making regular entries.
If I post anything new, I’ll let you know through the update.
There are significant events that I haven’t written about
yet – our oldest son’s retirement from
the army, our second son’s re-entry into
accounting, our daughter’s promotion to game store manager, the marriage of our
grand daughter, the birth of our beautiful, great grand granddaughter, our
grandson’s entry into the military, changes in the lives of our youngest son
and his family. All that has happened in
the last three years, and they are still events in progress I’ll comment on them
in the Sunday Night Update, and perhaps add some additional entries to the
blog.
I’m going to work on collecting all the posts in a PDF
format. I hope to be able to make a
digital version of it available in the near future. Thank you to all of those who have followed
these posts and commented on them. Some
have marveled at how much I can remember of things that happen in the
past. I have a junk memory. I can remember graphic details about things
that happened half a century ago, but I assure you that I have to take a list
with me if I go to the grocery store with more than three items to pick up.
I’ve enjoyed this trip down memory lane, but it hasn’t all
been pure nostalgia. I’ve been able to
reflect on the way I think, and how I’ve gotten there. I’ve been able to evaluate the direction of
my life, recognize some of my mistakes, and hopefully, I’ve been encouraged to
alter my course when I needed to do so.
Thank you for reading it.
One other thing. You
might not want to write as much as I have, but you need to get the significant
stories of your life in some kind of written form – even if it is
handwritten. If you don’t there are a lot
of great family stories that will die when you die, and that shortchanges the
next generation.