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We lost my beautiful, gorgeous, handsome son... a heart attack at age 21. I was so dumb -- didn't realize that such a thing was possible. Anyway, think about your family and if you've any young deaths, think twice -- and have your Kidlets checked by the docs. I sure wish I had done so. In any event, Son made a difference and I'm so glad I had him for a time. He is and will remain the son of my heart... much loved and dearly missed.
| Grand old lady of the waterways... the Butch. | |
| Well, she was our boat... an old steel motor vessel. Nothing fancy about her, unless you're a person
who appreciates system redundancy and traveling about
the waterways in a leisurely fashion. I grew up aboard
her, and sure do miss the lifestyle. She's the sort of
boat the old-timers used to cruise aboard, taking their
time to really see the sights. I suppose that sort of
thing is being by-passed in this era of cheap plastic
speedboats, but that's a mistake.... Cruising -- real cruising -- isn't about arriving somewhere fast. It's about the journey, not the destination.
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I've been collecting books for, well, decades -- mainly focusing on children's books from the 40's to present. Now, my children are nearly grown, and so it's time for others to benefit from my scavenging abilities. In addition to my own none-too-modest collection, I also have begun to offer items from relatives as they too downsize. Therefore, if there's anything in particular you'd like to own, drop me a line because I may have it!
Crafting is another regular endeavor, and a great deal of fun too. Life is good in south Florida.
We've a new addition to the family too. Mother joined us in the Fall of 2001, and consolidating two homes has been great. We're both collectors though, and some hard decisions have to be made. Rather than store our treasures in boxes, we'd much rather they find new homes where they can be loved and appreciated as we have done over the years....
So, take a peek and I hope you find something you like too. Most important of all, treasure every moment and have fun!

First of all, stop laughing! I do have *some* spare time!
As I wind down from having taught the kidlets at home for so many years, I've been reading and sorting books, sewing a bit, cross-stitching a lot, and am learning hardanger. Oil painting tiny scenes inside little seashells has become a particular favorite. It's more than fun; it's becoming an avocation.
Life is very good and I'm grateful....
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| 1000 Marbles (shared with me by an internet friend) | |
| The older I get, the more I enjoy
Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that
comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the
unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way,
the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most
enjoyable. A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it. I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business himself. He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Tom." I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say. "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital." He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles." "You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years." "Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime. Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part." "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail," he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy." "So I went to a toy store and bought a 1000 marbles; took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away." "I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight." "Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then I have been blessed with a little extra time to be with my loved ones.... "It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning!" You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special," I said. "It has just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles." |
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