Hi Gordon. Not sure ‘educated’ is the right word <VBG>. Most people are either baffled or exhausted after 15 minutes.
I had to be tough. When things went south, and they did, quite often, I had to put things back together, make tough decisions, keep things going. I don’t know where it came from. I suspect my paternal grandmother. She rarely smiled, was tough and unyielding, spoke very little English but always got her point across. A very atypical grandmother, one I barely knew. My observations are based on the little time I spent with her. Frankly, she scared the crap out of me, and I don’t scare easy.
I’m not a fan of games people play. And if someone tries that with me, I’m gonna call them out. Be straight and honest, we’re good. Funny is a big plus.
I always say that I live forward. Statistically, I can expect another 25–30 years, provided I avoid doing something stupid and getting myself killed. And I so look forward to seeing how those years go. I try to picture what I’ll be doing when I’m 65, 75, 80. That is what I think about when I get up in the morning. For me, it’s a good thing. Hell, I already know where I’ve been! Ancient history.
And I so love meeting new people. Everyone has a story. The one I have great interest in is what they want their future to be. Even if it’s just where they want to have dinner. That means they are thinking forward.
My dad did 6 tours in Vietnam. On a bird farm, all off the coast. Took a lot of enemy fire. Yet, his favourite holiday was the Fourth. Loved fireworks, once set the milking parlour on fire. He used to say that it didn’t bother him at all, because he knew the difference between being on a bird farm in the SCS and being in the dirt yard of a dairy. A tough but deeply flawed man, my dad. I like to think some of my steel came from him.
Anyway, off on a tangent I go again. If you and your family are ever in the PNW, stop by and set a spell. I’ll have you spilling your guts in no time. <VBG>