MY WORLD …

… a pathetic statement of fact by an old man waiting for whatever comes next.

                Over the past few years my life has flowed, more or less, as nature and the Good Lord have always intended. Overall, I’m a lucky man, in that I still have some reason to get out of bed in the morning … other than to take another pee. This motivation centers, almost entirely, on my late in life fixation with a Microsoft Office Suite enabled desktop computer, a Lazy Boy recliner, and an extremely obstructed view of the North Fork of the St. Lucie River. It hasn’t always been this way.

                I used to have friends and business acquaintances to meet with, call on the phone, or even sail off with on one of the boats I’ve owned at various times. I would act on the weakest of excuses to drive or fly off to some meeting or convention. Yes, I used to be a very active and engaging guy but I have morphed into an old man that just sits in one place and has begun to feel sensations of “self-pity”. I have resorted to touting, and then posting, a senseless little piece (like the one your reading now) on my blog site and find myself all too eager to hit the DELETE button on virtually every email I receive in response-“I just don’t want to know.”

                Yes, my world has shrunk to just what I can see as I look up from my desk-top keyboard               …

                The view is framed by one of the extra computers that sits on what used to be our dining room table and a lawn chair that keeps a lonely vigil on an outside patio. The scene never changes. Exactly midway between the two, over the wooden fence and forty or fifty yards away, is the open water. My high points of the day come when “Big Bird”, our resident great blue heron, alights on the white table on the far point or a curios raccoon decides to climb over the fence. Between times, I have to be satisfied with the occasional passing squirrel or scampering lizard. The excitement that accompanies the rare weekday passage of a boat on the river is almost monumental.

                If I were sending this message out to an assembly of convicts that spend most of their day gazing out of a small window between the bars, I would feel certain that my plight would be appreciated. That’s obviously not the case. I guess what I’m asking all of you among the aged un-incarcerated is … am I going crazy or are any of the rest you in the “Class of 58” in, or on the lookout for, the same boat?

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  1. During the two years of the lockdown of the Pandemic, we stayed close to home and traveled once during that time for a family gathering at a VRBO near Greenville. The being homebound was really hard on Truman as he had retired two months into the lockdown and was used to being busy and out in the real world all the time. and had great plans for us to travel and see the world. I was used to having the house to myself and not having tell anyone where I was going. Then Hurrah! we were vaccinated in January and February of 2021 and breathed easier, but still didn’t travel. Almost, almost. Then Truman had surgery in the Summer of 2021 and we were back to hunkering down while he recovered. Now we are boosted and had Covid starting Chiristmas Day, 2021. So many antibodies. So, since Miami-Dade County has great vaccination percentages and mask-wearing is prevalent (Take that, DeSantis) we just went to Greenville SC to see our last grandchild graduate from high school. We have three trips upcoming in Oct and Dec and Jan, 2023. We shop, eat out, etc., and are still mask wearers due to Truman’s auto-immune disorder. Old age, in general, isn’t for cowards, but we have managed to slog through and still haven’t strangled anyone. Love, love, love Google meets with my PBHS girlfriends and my grandchildren and my sister. These are kept me what passes for sane.

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    1. STILL NONSTOP AS MY WIFE LIKES TO SAY BIKED 25 MILES YESTERDAY THEN SHOT POOL FOR 3 OR 4 HOURS FINISHED UP WITH SOME PAPERWORK & CAUGHT THE END OF THE BRAVES GAME ON TV

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