Something I Used to Think
Back in the days of my youth and naivety, I used to think when I reached my 50s life would be slow and staid and not much going on. I figured I would spend my days sitting in my rocking chair and thinking about days gone by. My 50s are rapidly running out and so far that hasn't happened. For one thing, I don't even own a rocking chair. I realize my parents, particularly my mother, had quite a deal to do with my earlier perceptions of my future. My parents kept to themselves for the most part. We had extended family that would visit off and on, but we didn't entertain anyone aside from family members. My parents didn't belong to any organizations or clubs or suchlike. It just wasn't how either of them were raised. As a family in my younger years we would on occasion go to the beach. When my uncles would visit they and my dad would go surf fishing. My dad had been a lumberjack back in the day, but by the time I came along he worked as ...