Take for example my try at journalism. I loved what I did but at the same time it is well I am no longer trying to practice in that field. I think I made a difference in a few places and messed up in a few more. I am glad that there is still a replica Main Street Deadwood even if it is in a different place.
I think what I am most happy and thankful about my time at the paper is the people I met and the friends I still have from that time. The most interesting is the fact that I don't think the powers that be at the paper (as smart as they thought they were ever new or maybe they just did not care why I left). The state of papers in the northern hills make me sure I made the right decision.
I never knew what my life would be come. I want to make a difference, then and now. My time at construction made things better at least depending on where you drive there are some good roads that I helped build.
I got an overpriced and some what useless education late in life. Some good came out of it . I learned a lot about thinking on my own. Made some good friends. Learned about myself and I think at least in some instance made some changes that needed to be made. I did start writing and taking photographs seriously. Thanks Kent, Steve and Dr. Salomon.
I have come to believe as I think I always did people are the most important objects in the world, save for maybe my dogs. But I digress. I thank God for my friends and pray that I do something to make someone happy every day as well as helping someone in some way everyday. My life is maybe more than half over. Truthfully I don't know anyone who is 104. I do think that the best is yet to come.
A couple of more thank you. Thanks Thomas, Donna, Heather, Mary, Jessie and some others. Its been a great ride and I am looking forward to making new friends and being a better friend to many that I don't have room to mention here.
Let me skid into the grave sideways, puffing and out of breath saying wow what a ride.
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