Time & Birthdays

As I grow older I realize that kids do not understand age. I am still in my early 70’s, but I am realizing that your mind/brain does not age. You get forgetful because of the filing system of the brain, but what you learned is still there.

Your body does indeed age, it cannot accomplish what it once did. I smile out of respect when I see a WWII veteran. I try to picture this OLD DUDE with a 70 lb. pack on his back handling a 9 1/2  lb rifle like it was a broom stick and charging up a hill or toward a beach landing.  It is hard to imagine that, because his body is bent, bald or grey, and wrinkled.  But he once was young tough and virile.

But unless dementia had ravished his brain or mind, he still can vividly remember that young man, although I cannot. I took time to write a couple of my grand children to tell then what I once read on a tombstone out west:

"Remember me as you pass by/As you are now so once was I/As I am now so you must be/Prepare for death and follow me.”

I only used: As you are, once were we,  As we are now, you will be.

One a Junior in HS, One in college and One expecting her first baby, our 2nd Great granddaughter.

To the HS Jr. I told how it seems only yesterday I was in the same school he is in, chasing his grandmother who was the prettiest girl in school. I remember it as yesterday.

To the college kid, I could only relate in age. But I remember 18-19 very well.

To the Grandaughter, I remember her Grandmother pregnant with our first child. I smile now, thinking of what she said she thought.  “I thought I was ugly and fat.”  When I thought she was the cutest ‘WOMAN’ in the world.

(Remember maternity clothes?  Look at that pony tail.That is our Biloxi Apartment behind Sherry & her mama)

I did not tell Reece of our apartment in Biloxi, Miss.with no a/c and the mosquitos that plagued us. A young Airman and his pregnant wife, standing up on the bed bouncing as high as we could toward the 10’ ceilings and killing mosquitos.  What crazy fun.

Sherry’s mama came down to be with her baby girl during the delivery. We lived a couple blocks off the Gulf Coast. They went down and walked on the beach collecting shells. The shells were washed and placed on the tubs edge in the bathroom.

That evening I heard a scream, I ran toward the bath room and met Sherry with her pants down trying to run. They did not know that some of the shells were ‘alive’ and one (a hermit crab)was crawling toward Sherry as she sat on that porcelain throne

Yep, I remember as if it was yesterday. Funny how the brain does not age.

Thanks for visiting the log.

Nite Shipslog

PSain’t it the truth)

We learn something every day, and lots of times it’s that what we learned the day before was wrong.

—Bill Vaughan

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Compare 60 yrs difference….

2011 Buick Lesabre

1951 Buick Lesabre