A SENSE OF HUMOR

Good people that we know are retiring and…good people, some that we know and some that we do not know personally, are dying.

There have been a lot lately.

Bill Buckley and Tim Russert we knew of. We did not know them. And there are others.

And members of our family, and of our church.

And some good folks we call friends are ill and are undergoing heavy duty treatment.

We go to few weddings or graduations now.

We go to more funerals and send out more get-well cards.

And so it goes. Fact of life.

As jane fonda [lower case intentional] once said after her Dad, Henry, died, we move up closer to the turnstile.

It is sobering to realize that we can no longer take out a 30 year mortgage.

Or contemplate undertaking a career in one of the professions.

When not moving, I often still feel young. And then I move.

Not complaining. Just observing.

Maybe I am complaining.

This business of living is serious business. It is so serious that it is important to keep a sense of humor.

Very important.