January 7, 2018

Ok New Year New Post and today no politics. I will be 72 on Jan. 16th of this year and I started thinking what that would mean. It means I’ve seen a lot of history Cell Phones, Personal computers, the end of the Koran war and the beginning and end of he Viet Nam War. I’ve seen the evolution of rock music. But the thing that seems to bother me the most is the longer we live not only is it about what we see and whats new,it’s about what we lose. I don’t think loosing is what enters our minds growing up. First we want to older we desire not to be thought of as children. Then we turn 18 for me I worried about the draft and having to go to Viet Nam and would the Russians drop the bomb on us or we would we do it to them first. Then I couldn’t wait to 21 so I could drink legally and at that time vote. Then you approach 30 and worry that you’ve accomplished nothing ( remember my generation didn’t trust anybody over thirty). You get over it and start to think life is grand then 40 appears on the horizon and the horror of middle age looms. You hit 50 and you can go in one of two directions. You can think your life is over or you can enjoy the fact that your still around. I never had any expectations to live beyond 40 so I was pretty hyped up about hitting 50. But then 60 was on the horizon and no male from my fathers side of the family ever made it past 61. on Jan 16th 2008 I awoke to being 62 and said oh crap I should of saved more drank less and gave a little thought to the future. I’m fortunate and unfortunate that I haven’t lost any childhood friend. Thats because I didn’t have any I had a lot of acquiescences but friends no. My close friends came later in life and surprisingly I continue to make new ones. In that regard I am very fortunate because they have been supportive of me when I was an annoying drunk and all around asshole. I don’t know if that is still true but lets hope so. To get back on topic about loss the sad thing is the longer you live the more people you know are likely to die. I don’t mind if there my age or older but I find it hard when someone younger dies. Those of you that follow this blog know I lost my youngest niece. That was a truly personal loss and is hard at his time of year. But lately I’ve noticed how many young entertainers and sports people and others that I’ve either read listened to or just plain admired have past away. I think even though we don’t want to admit it we expect our parent to pass its just part of life but what we don’t expect is for our children to go before us. My brother died and I watched my mom suddenly get old and I knew she wouldn’t be with me much longer. But being the asshole that I am I probably could of spent more time with her. The point about this post is two fold if live long enough you going to experience loss. The other is you really should enjoy every day like it’s your last one on earth. Well I think we’ve completely depressed everybody with our post holiday post so this is Flounder and Fats saying CIAO from Medellin, Colombia

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