The Seven Wonders of My Life

Sunday December 7, 2014

Well, I was able to Rise to the Occasion once again this afternoon after a bit of snuggling and WONDER #1 is How much longer will I still be able to “Pop It” without the aid of pills?

WONDER #2 is how much longer will I be able to play racquetball at a competitive level? My ability has not diminished for years and I wonder if it’s possible to keep on going till I’m at least 100.

WONDER #3: is HOW will I die. I’ve got no significant ailments, and I keep wondering when one will raise its ugly head. I check myself for signs of Alzheimer’s Disease but I’ve got no memory problems. A physical and blood tests at the VA were average and the doctor told us I was in better shape than many of her clients in their thirties.

WONDER #4: I wonder WHEN I will die. I really don’t fear death, but I’m enjoying life so much, I’d rather not be there when it happens. My favorite song that reflects my feelings is MY WAY sung by Frank Sinatra that begins with: (Google it)

And now, the end is here
and so I face the final curtain.
My friend I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this,

I’m probably the only great grandfather who has never seen his 3 young great grandchildren or one of his grandchildren, nor do I expect to in the future. Actually, I don’t even know their names! The reasons are in my book WHY I HOPE I OUTLIVE MY GREEDY KIDS (The Diary of a Disillusioned Widower). But, you know what? And you’ll have to read my book to understand what I am about to say: My attitude re my Kids is “I DON’T GIVE A SHIT” and ‘FUCK ‘EM.” I’ve got a life and all I need for my happiness. For a while they clung to my mind like barnacles on the bottoms of boats but I scraped them off and got rid of them, even to the point of legally disinheriting all four of them so they can make no claims for my assets, which I am leaving to my deserving, loving wife May.

Wonder #5: Why the hell do I exist? A cowboy had this insightful, thought-provoking inscription on his tombstone:
Once I wasn’t,
Then I was,
Now I ain’t again.

That’s it in a nutshell isn’t it? We are like actors on a stage:
The curtain goes up
We do our thing, and
The curtain comes down
and the show is all over.

WONDER # 6. God, WHO AND WHERE ARE YOU? Where did your SMARTS come from?

WONDER # 7. Is this all there is?