As I get older I want to stay active, I really want to be able to do what I could when I was thirty, but we all know that is only a day dream.
Sherry’s brother Vernon, used to run 30 miles when he was 40-50 yrs old. He was an active guy. He loved tree work; climbing, trimming and dropping limbs. He climbed a tree with two chain saws running and hanging from his belt. Nothing bothered him as he got older he stopped the running but not the trees. He was climbing and trimming trees when he was 74.
One day, old age got him, you know the forgetful part. He always religiously kept his safety harnesses hooked. BUT that day, he had disconnected and started down then saw a limb that needed trimming. He leaned back and there was no support. Vern fell. about 15-20 feet. I thought of Vernon when Lucy mentioned her grandson.
They air lifted him to emergency, and put him back together. That was his start down hill. All of a sudden the iron man is showing his age. His second knee replacement did not go well. Infection settled in, one of those go in and try to fix it things.
Nurses and Doctors must watch their words near a patient. He over heard someone say, ‘we almost lost Mr. Harris last night’. That sent him into a very deep depression. Vernon seems to be coming out of it now, thank God and he seems more himself, but now all of a sudden Vernon the handsome iron man, is showing his age.
Vernon is 5 yrs. Sherry's senior, it used to get to my sweet wife, our kids would ask her, who is oldest you or Vernon?
I love the guy, he is a war hero. Jumped out of many good airplanes. (That is a common joke in the military, why would anyone in their right mind jump out of a perfectly good Aircraft?) He is in much better spirits.
I said all that to say I think Vernon done a lot of damage to his knees running when he was younger. He didn’t help them climbing trees.
Now that I am older, I think walking is one of the best exercises for me and my bride. Not only the walking, but the conversation. Walking and talking got us thru the drug abuse of our sons. Walking and talking got us thru the pressures of the divorces of our sons. Now with unmentioned problems, walking again is helping us cope with family problems.
Walking is good. Walking and talking is better. This girl doesn’t like me to reach out to hold and kiss her in public, but sometimes on the walks I just can’t help it. LOL. I can get by with that, but while shopping? she flat won’t allow it. (shucks!)
You're never too old to learn something stupid.
What about a gas station from the past:
1910 ford could have pulled in there (but it would have been black)