IT ALL STARTED BACK WHEN.....
When you come to a fork in the road...take it!
(Yogi Berra had the right idea.)
I love to write and love to reminisce about bygone times.
I love to remember the people I've known
who have made a difference in the " me" I've become
at the "ripe old age" of 83.
I used to think 83 was really, really old.
Actually, I once believed that 50 was old.
As I recall, 50 was old
when my grandmothers were alive.
I remember the day I turned thirty.
I was devastated. Life was over.
I wasn't in my twenties any more.
Looking forward, there was nothing left for me
but dreary, boring days and years of waiting to get "old."
There were no college years for me.
When I need to check off my level of education on an application,
the box for me to check must be
My Dad always commented, " Some folks attended college
and still don't have enough sense to come in out of the rain."
I feel good about his comment
because I've always arranged to carry my umbrella on a cloudy day.
That reminds me,
a week or so ago I purchased a new umbrella.
It was very easy to put it up,
but for the life of me I couldn't figure out
how to put it down when I got inside the building.
However, with a great deal of concentration,
I finally returned it to its original closed position
by pushing the little "down" arrow
right underneath the "up" arrow.
Who says a high school education isn't worth much?
I grew up in a small northern town
in the lower peninsula of Michigan.
Our family moved to another town, 30 miles away, when I was 17 .
I've lived there ever since.
One could hardly think of me as a world traveler,
but I've observed much about life
from the shores of Michigan's largest inland lake.
Houghton Lake is the place I've called home for 66 years.
I am one fortunate Michigander.
I became a bride in 1955.
The marriage continued for 62 years.
My husband and I have had three sons.
The oldest is now 62 and the youngest 56.
It difficult to imagine someone as young as I am,
having sons of that advanced age.
Life is like a dream.
Facts are not always as they seem.
I heard someone make a statement on television just the other day about "alternative facts".
(Perhaps I should research some of those.)