I can’t recall exactly what I was doing at two years old. If I have one memory from that time it was my Mom trying to put me into a jumper and short pants that were blue with a cap that was also blue. I rejected that outfit firmly and thinking back on this made its showing just a few weeks ago. I recalled where the incident took place and the fact that I refused to wear what I considered a goofy looking outfit. Now, I have no memory of what I ended up wearing but my Mom was sorely disappointed that I rejected hew wonderful idea of how I should look.
Much later, I joined the Navy to go, inexorably, to Vietnam. I got issued yet another goofy looking blue outfit but this one I wore proudly as I left home to go to war. It seems like centuries ago now but the memories of what I had to do will not leave until my brain stops functioning. When that will be nobody can guess, least of all, me.
I drank heavily for a couple of decades after I came home thinking it would make my happy if not joyous. It made me a fool and I now consider this a learning experience. One is never too old to learn which is why I sat down ten or so years ago and started learning how to use servers and build websites. This is probably close to my one thousandth website. All types from social media platforms like Facebook to WordPress to Write Freely and even Mastodon. Then, along comes A.I. so I have learned to use that also.
None of this is bragging or look-at-me types of words. I write these down so that you know who you are reading the words of. Not some old curmudgeon but one who still feels vital at seventy-seven and walks a ton to keep it going. Eating right is something I have always done and but for my foray into booze back then I have always stayed in shape. It helps with PTSD greatly to keep moving and dodging to stay the minds tendency to dwell on horror. No psychiatrists either. Just me making do for myself and my family. A family which got together and forgave my booze fueled nonsense. I am one who is proably more like you a=than some may think. Age has nothing to do with anything unless one’s mind goes. I face the inevitable like it is inevitable. Death will come to me and I can’t hide from it. You will be wise to understand this also as death is always one second away.
On that cheery note, I will say to you that I am just getting started here and there is much, much more to write about. Some will be about this and some will be about the other. I do hope you get something from it as I have naught to be ashamed to write about. All I have done is like an open book and I freely admit when I was wrong. Ask a politician to do the same. Hmmm.
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