Not long after graduating from high school I got a call. A voice in my head said go north. I listened.I was young back then, and pretty much full of myself. Fresh out of high school, I was destined to take on the world on my terms; or so I thought. It's an old story. You probably heard it before. Could be you lived it your own self.
Frankie sang of it... "I did it my way." And... for most of us, that "my way" attitude often led to unplanned and not so desirable results.
Still... good can be found in everything. My move to Santa Barbara back in 1963 eventually led to two wonderful sons, a grandson, two grand-daughters and... to date, three great grand-daughters. There will soon be more to come, as my youngest grand-daughter (not pictured) announced her intentions to add to the family tree.
Pictured here is my oldest grand-daughter... Linda, with my oldest great grand-daughter, Bella. We hung out together today. It was grand, no pun intended.
Bella will start school next week. She is smart as a whip and I envision the beginning of something special in the making that will impact the world in a special way in 12-16 years from now.
It's these special moments that keep us older folks feeling young and proud.
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