As I put on a few years I started looking forward to going to school. I suppose some didn't look forward to that, but being an only child, I was anxious to go to school and meet all those other kids. At six years old I went off to 1st grade. The next step was off to junior high and then the initiation into high school. Do any of you remember being initiated? Do they still do that? It was a big thing in my day and I dressed up in a strange costume and had to do the bidding of the upper class students. You then wanted to be older so you could be one of the upper class students.
Then you just couldn't wait to reach the age of 16 (in the state I grew up in) to get a drivers license. Then came graduation from high school and off to college. After that was a job and marriage and then a family. After 17 years working at the same place, I moved to another state and another job. That happened a couple of more times. Then my age caught up with me. My hair and beard turned snow white. I guess you could call me . . . old. Yes, but I am planning to kick up my heels a few more times. Although my Dad passed at age 60, my Mom lived into her 90's and my Dad's brother lived to be a hundred. That gives me sort of a family record to try and beat. Not sure if I can, but the secret is to enjoy every day, every hour, every minute, and every second of every day. Now enjoy your evening and have a great day tomorrow, you hear?