We all have a predefined time to be on this earth. What lies ahead in this vast universe is yet to be determined. This is my story with its good and challenging times. I have tried to focus on the good times. To dwell on the challenging times puts me in an uncomfortable frame of mind.
Regrets? I have a few. The prime one is my physical distance from our children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. I live vicariously through them as I witness what choices they have made to move the needle closer to family. My needle tended to the work side of life. This memoir is definitely slanted in that direction. I have lived in over 25 homes during my life.
As I was drafting my story I realized that my memories flowed more easily when I focused on a particular residence. This provided a natural chronology of events. The primary organizational focus is on each of those homes. My son Doug (in my mind I still refer to him as DK) gave me a journal for my 75th birthday and asked me to write my life’s story. Well, it took me a while, but here it is. You may remember some of the events differently than I. Isn’t that life? All of us have our own perspective on events. Here is mine.