For perhaps the first time in my
memory, I celebrated Saint Patrick's Day without imbibing any green
beer! Actually, I did not have any beer at all, for I was in the
midst of a month long abstinence that began on March the 1st!
So, coke in hand, I found myself sitting on a third floor balcony
looking over a small valley through which ran Lake Taneycomo. And
even though the temperature was a coolish 65F, I found that due to my
western exposure and clear skies, that the temperature was quite
comfortable. Looking upwards at my anemometer, I could tell that
there was a light wind coming out of the west. Sitting there, I was
reminded of a time, decades ago, when I lived in an apartment complex
in Schaumburg Il. That place also had a second floor balcony and
faced south. I think the year was 1990 and that man was far younger
than the old person I am today.
So, in many ways, I'd come full circle.
In those intervening days that went by all too swiftly, I had owned a
couple of homes, fought the grass, lived and grew old. Funny thing
about living. It's sometimes over before you even knew it. and on this day, I had not a stitch of green on!
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