Thought provoking
If you are not willing to die for it---
maybe your spirit is already...dead!
Day 57
Feeding the
Grass-carp from the deck
on the pond with
an island in Tennessee
One
of our many sojourns around this great country led us to my birth-state of
Tennessee.
Beth
had two years of Law School under her belt and, at my suggestion, applied for
and was granted a “visiting” student leave from Oregon’s Willamette University
to conclude her legal education at Vanderbilt in Nashville. We loaded up and
headed east. Ah! Sweet gypsy blood!?
Taking “poor” advice from a quasi-relative in
the “Volunteer” state, we purchased a property in a small town with a large
house, a barn, five acres and a pond with an island and a fishing dock. When we
sold that piece of “goods” a few years later the “bad” advice became evident.
Always making the “best” of any situation, we
pushed forward and enjoyed out “Rebel” stay.
I taught Z. Tyler to ride his two-wheel bike
on that property, installed a putting green where he and I chipped and putted,
honing our “skills” (his skills; my ineptitudes). We fed the fish from the
little pier jutting into the water of the pond. All-in-all: just another fantastic life experience.
Daughter Beth completed her law studies and
Becky went to the Volunteer Community College where she took up the challenge
of golf. We returned to our beloved Oregon for Beth’s commencement exercises at
the end of her final year of study at Vanderbilt. Everybody gained an
“education” from the implementation of that little hiatus, especially
me---and…my bank account. Oh! Well! Live and learn---hopefully. It wasn’t the
best of times, nor the worst.
Still, we kept smiling and continued in our
efforts for adventure.
Maybe?
I should just settle down?---Hmm! Let me think about that for half a second…Nah!
Ah! Cookie Jar “education” Sweet Memories!
Amen!
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