Hitting the Road – First Cottage – Victory Monument in Yorktown, VA
52 miles in – Quirk Hotel, Richmond VA – Second Cottage
As I have been writing this she has been texting me from Paris on her way to London then to Scotland (our home land) then on to Ireland –What a Fall Break!
It was dinner for a dozen instead of two, and in a last gift of a birthday miracle I got to pay the bill, another perfect birthday requirement of mine. After much good food and many stories of biking and debriefing of journeys to Williamsburg by all attendees it was off to bed to sleep off the miles. The next morning B-day, I was given by my sweet wife and non-studying sweet daughter, an antique tool box from the 1700’s (similar year to our accommodations – all part of her plan). That I was told was for the showroom at the office, and that I helped pick out!
My new letter opener was the tool to aid me in starting a journey of sorts that would take me about a week to complete. First letter, from my wife, always dear and meaningful, she amazes me. Second, from the AWOL student, and oldest daughter, a poem so dear and well done I barely held it together. Third, from the becoming “well’er” traveled youngest daughter a poem and letter that I couldn’t make it though. I tried for a couple of days and eventually made it. These three will be with me when I’m gone they mean the world to me. In dire need of comic relief I read on with the others: from friends who are my dearest and longest to friends who are much more recent in my life but so very dear all the same, and from family who have been in my life and continue to be in spite of all I am and have been. Some might say that’s what family and friends are for, but I know better. I have read the letters and know how blessed I am. Blessed beyond all understanding of this simple aging man. I have been rocked by your thoughtfulness and generosity. I have many times taken for granted your presence in my life, and for that I’m sorry. If for one note I’d be at a loss, for ten, for a dozen, for twenty and even more – I am but thankful. I thank you each and every one. I have tried not to talk about any of these gifts, but rather waited until now so I could thank you all. Each of you giving your time and consideration to this, to me, means the world to me – you have no idea! In life, it’s far more easy to ask someone for a dollar toward, or a gift to, and it takes much less effort on ones part. Asking for some of your time was the request and you all came though. For anyone else I’d understand, and that’s what still amazes me. What a talented bunch you are. I continue to read your cards and continue to laugh and cry. Thank You.
For fifty years now I have lived a charmed life. Things have not always gone to plan, but it wouldn’t be living if they did. I have been blessed beyond all imagination and understanding of life. I marvel at it all. Over this span I have been part of good and bad, and if anyone has felt the bad I am the deepest of sorry, please forgive me. If in any way possible, I hope some may have experienced a ray of light filtered through me into your life. If so, realize I had little to do with it, the filter is but a pass though. All I am is on the shoulders of the giants who came before me. Thank you to all who have been and continue to be part of the first half. Now on to – The 2nd Half
All my Love.
And as the French say “Ba Nammy”