Perspective

[solo1]

I'm not sure if I should do this. Oh well, might as well.

My oldest son, Wayne, turns 62 today.  Wayne rides a Pacific Coast. Tradition sees him at Deals Gap every year with other PC'rs.

In the last three months, two of my kids, Wayne and Cheri, along with their spouses, celebrated their 40th wedding Anniversary.

My only grandson turns 34 shortly.

Two others sons, Chris (Psychotic Bovine) 50, and Mark (Mad6gun)54, will be at Inzane this year.

And here I sit. I had a late singles meeting last night.  Couldn't sleep and I'm moving so slowly this AM that you have to set stakes to see if I'm moving at all.  Rain, rain, and more rain here, keeps me from enjoying the Miata with the top down. 

Being 90 at this instance, SUCKS, but it's still better than the alternate.  The inability to sleep well is a real energy sucker. Traveling makes it worse.

Perspectives.   Final thought.  I have four good kids, three ride, three good daughter-in-laws, and one good son-in-law.  I'm still kickin', obviously, so that's the reality.   

[Valkorado]

Tough subject for me. 

I lost my Dad last September at 85.  Yeah, I'm partial but he was the best man I have ever known.  A few years back I told him he was the coolest dude I'd ever known.  He laughed loudly and said, "Son, you've got the get out more"!  That was my Dad. 

He was in very bad health, and frail after numerous surgeries - -  heart attack and angioplasty,  colon cancer and colostomy, several life threatening bowel blockages and resulting flight for life emergency surgeries, recent hip replacement and cataract surgeries, both knees were bone to bone but he was done with surgery.  So much abdominal scarring future surgeries were out of the question.  Toward the end, he lost his bladder control and was wearing Depends.

He somehow bounced back after being mom's 24-7 caregiver while she bravely battled ALS, and and managed to embrace life, family and friends for decades following that brutal emotional blow.  I have never known a man that loved a woman more, and theirs was as true as any of the legendary romances in history books.

In the end he lost perspective that made sense to me, or perhaps fulfilled the only one that made sense to him.  It broke my heart, and many who knew and loved him.

My thoughts and prayers are with you, I know there is little else I feel justified to say.  Despite some inherited (and perhaps some self inflicted) health issues of my own, I have the perspective of a 54 year old man.  Just trying to keep on keeping on.

Thanks for continuing to share your wisdom, perspective and memories with the VRCC.  I'm sure your friends and family would second that!