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Thursday, March 5, 2009

Old Fools Journal: 70 or who are you calling a geezer


March 5, 2009 Thursday

Here it is the big 70. 70 trips around the minor star called Sol by earthlings. That's a lot of miles. I have been called a senior citizen for some time now but I never really considered myself one. I guess it's time to rethink that.

<Mom at 17. She had those eye.

70 years ago, when the world was a little more naive, I sprang onto this world at 0245 ready to conquer the world. I guess I wanted to get in a full day. I should have known that being born in the middle of the night was not a good sign. I did conquer the world but not that you would notice.

1939 was considered the rag tag end of the Great Depression but I didn't notice because that year Hitler started his shenanigans and besides I was very young. I'll never forgive Hitler as he affected my life in negative ways. That year Wizard of Oz was released, Radio Shack and HP started up, the 1936 to 1939 Arab revolt in Palestine ended(if that is so what are they doing there now?), big brush fire in Australia, Amelia Earhart was declared dead, I believe transatlantic air travel started, Batman came out in comics. I'm almost two months older than Batman but he looks younger.

For me it's not about my birthday it's more about my mother. I have never been a mommas boy but I did love and respect mom so very much. Love was natural, after all she was my mother and a loving mother at that. Respect came early because I couldn't get away with anything (eyes in the back of her head) and besides she could saw a board, drive a nail and cook dinner.That was before I knew anything about washing, ironing,cleaning house, sewing new clothes*, making a living, making sure your kids don't burn the house down and the thousands of other things that she had to do.Turns out she was a real life superhero and she set me on the right track. She was a happy person. Not because she didn't have trials, tribulations, aches and pains but because she decided to be happy and I learned that from her.
*Comment: I didn't wear out the last shirts she made for me from feed sacks until I was grown and married.

Needless to say when I looked for a mate of my own I had a role model. I have been married three times and all those ladies had my mothers qualities in varying degrees. Non were lessor or better and none were perfect but then mom wasn't perfect so I never expected that. I wasn't perfect either and that has been a disappointment to me and I suspect to others. I have had to learn to live with that. There were a number of love affairs that didn't pan out as well and several of those ladies were like mom. I am with the last attempt now and it was 25 years Valentines day. This one may work out. We'll see. I try to lay low so she won't notice my flaws but she may have noticed already as some of them have been pointed out.

As I said on my last birthday I wish I could go back and undo the things I did that made mom unhappy or in any way cause her pain. I doubt those things bothered her a lot or for very long but they do bother me. If you want to keep you guilt burden down then do right with your mom and it wouldn't hurt to see to your grandmother as well.

One of my often used remarks is that "I am old enough to die of old age". In this age of needing a reason however old age has been ruled out. I believe that it is no longer legal to die of old age. There has to be a reason. I read somewhere that the last person to die of old age in the USA did so back in the 1950's. In my case it will be up to the medical school that I have willed my carcass to. After the young coeds are through cutting, hacking and laughing at the dead old guy I wonder what they will think. I hope they have a death certificate before they start. If I didn't have a strong aversion to tattoos I would get something funny tattooed on my belly and butt cheeks.

I truly think that most old people die of just being tired of the ongoing bullshit. Bullshit over and over and over really gets tiresome. I mention that in a post last March 4th and I haven't changed my mind. As Edna Saint Vincent Millay said "It is not true that life is one damn thing after another...It's one damn thing over and over". Dear Edna you are so right.

Another of my favorites is "only the good die young. So why am I still alive?". Hmmm food for thought.

I am not preoccupied with death as I am in good health and if I'm anything like my ancestors I will probably live another 20 or 30 years. Based on my past 20 years that goes by rather quickly.

Happy Birthday to Flora Belle Baker. According to my records we share a birthday except for the year. She was my great, great grandmother on my paternal grandfathers side and was born March 5th, 1868. She is 141 today but she has gone to glory (about 50 years ago) but if she had the internetwebtubespipes in glory I'd shoot her a birthday email. It amazed me to find that our lives overlapped and I wish that I had known her.

Well here goes the first day of the 71st trip around Sol.

2 comments:

Big Oak said...

Happy Birthday!

Little Spoon said...

As I said on my last birthday I wish I could go back and undo the things I did that made mom unhappy or in any way cause her pain. I doubt those things bothered her a lot or for very long but they do bother me. If you want to keep you guilt burden down then do right with your mom and it wouldn't hurt to see to your grandmother as well.


You are right, the things you did that you feel guilty about still? Those things are things that she forgave you for before you ever did them. I'm a mom, I know how it works. If you want to honor her on the day she gave birth to her, forgive yourself for those same things she forgave you for long ago. It would cause her heartache to know you still carry guilt over them.

Moms want you to carry joy and love in your heart, not guilt. Happy birth day, to you and your mother.