“If at first you don’t succeed, try again. Then quit. No use being a damned fool about it!”—WC Fields
I turned 60 this year. I guess I’m oldish. I’ve been thinking about the people I saw when I was young who were that age, and by now the Grim Reaper’s caught up with almost all of them!
I’ve had a pretty good life. But I still want to contribute more to the world. I haven’t worked much over my life, and I’m not proud of it. I hope it isn’t too late to do more.
Langston Hughes wrote a famous poem, “Mother to Son,” comparing life to a staircase. There’s one line, “Don’t you set down on the steps/ ‘Cause you finds it’s kinder hard.” Sometimes I feel like I’ve been sitting on the steps of my life…
A few years ago Greta Thunberg was complaining about the problematic world older people were bequeathing to the younger generation. I couldn’t help recalling that fifty years ago, many of us were saying the same thing about the world we were being left. I guess it’s every generation’s fate to turn into their forebears. We turned into our parents and our children will turn into us.
