Enjoyed this latest installment. As a teenager on our farm I too owned a Honda 350 and a Harley Sprint at different times dodging a few cows in the process. You brought back some fond memories.
Another great VM Michael. Delmar's passing is sad but 102! As we get older we learn lessons from life. Sean Rowe's lyrics from "The very first snow" "The world rolls and it changes gears" echos words from the Rubaiyat “The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”
I've learned that you cannot recapture the past. The house I grew up in in Detroit is now an empty lot, my first grade school is city park, my second grade school is now a bank and 6 houses. Years ago I purchased an old Corvette like the one I owned new in 1969. I now have an old car that's hard to get into and not nearly as fun as I remember.
I believe that it isn't how much time you have in your life; it's how much life you have in your time. I think Delmar had both!
This comment is rich in observation and wisdom. I especially enjoyed how you drew a line from Sean Rowe to the Rubaiyat. The everlasting and evolving threads of human experience. I also have come to accept that the past is just that. I love the land I was raised on but realize so did the people before me and my path is elsewhere, and that it is fine because the place lives in me more than I live on it.
Enjoyed this latest installment. As a teenager on our farm I too owned a Honda 350 and a Harley Sprint at different times dodging a few cows in the process. You brought back some fond memories.
Another great VM Michael. Delmar's passing is sad but 102! As we get older we learn lessons from life. Sean Rowe's lyrics from "The very first snow" "The world rolls and it changes gears" echos words from the Rubaiyat “The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”
I've learned that you cannot recapture the past. The house I grew up in in Detroit is now an empty lot, my first grade school is city park, my second grade school is now a bank and 6 houses. Years ago I purchased an old Corvette like the one I owned new in 1969. I now have an old car that's hard to get into and not nearly as fun as I remember.
I believe that it isn't how much time you have in your life; it's how much life you have in your time. I think Delmar had both!
This comment is rich in observation and wisdom. I especially enjoyed how you drew a line from Sean Rowe to the Rubaiyat. The everlasting and evolving threads of human experience. I also have come to accept that the past is just that. I love the land I was raised on but realize so did the people before me and my path is elsewhere, and that it is fine because the place lives in me more than I live on it.