BEFORE AND AFTER.

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Time flies when you’re having life.

We’ve had a lot of good times,

but I seem to remember the bad ones more clearly.

It seems to go more slowly when we’re younger.

Now I get up, watch a couple of reruns, and the day is over.

Misty remembers every detail of every experience we’ve ever had.

How does she do that? It’s weird.

When she tells me about some of our adventures,

it’s like a bedtime story… fictional..

Luckily, a lot of our life is recorded in photographs and in our music.

It still kinda seems like somebody else.

Here’s a Before & After picture: http://tinyurl.com/b7uo24t

I can’t help staring at the young me in pictures with some kind of morbid curiosity,

I’m comparing him to the the present me.

The older me wins a few games, but not the series.

I must admit I sort of envy that young guy.

I know he’s in for a lot of hard knocks, bizarre adventures, and some tragedy,

but he has plenty of time on his side.

I’ve been inches from violent death more than once,

in desperate situations that seemed to have no way out,

and yet somehow I survived.

I met Misty only by the wildest string of coincidences,

and she has given me me hope and direction.

I’m beginning to think that I was meant to come this far

down this improbable path.

I was in the ER a couple of years ago,

and the nurse asked me if I wanted “heroic measures” to keep me alive.

I said “You betcha. NOBODY pulls the plug on me. I got things to do.”

Anyway…

you spend a bunch of decades learning stuff,

and when you just about get it all right…time’s up.

That’s not good planning. I object to this system.

Who do you complain to?

Is there an 800 number?

Jack Blanchard

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