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SOMETIMES WE MAKE GREAT TIME, SOMETIMES WE ARE LOST

Wednesday July 13, 2016

 

Great conversations, sometimes, come in threes.

Conversation yesterday – a new friend perhaps;  series of questions and answers, rambling exploratory conversation, storytelling. Another, over lunch, with one of my oldest friends. Not his age, the length of the friendship. JJ and I have known each other nearly 40 years – so he’s my longest-in-the-tooth friend who is still alive, and we talked about an obituary I read the other day, an old client who died at 98! We laughed, discussed making more ‘younger friends’ and  how we might live to 115. The third in the afternoon with XX a colleague/friend of considerable standing while I was dodging flooded streets and popped manhole covers, with a colleague/friend of considerable standing.

Our conversation reminded me of an old Wayne & Shuster routed, from the ‘before political correctness era’, about an Italian airplane pilot: “I gotta da good news and I gotta da bad news. Da bad news is, we are lost. Da good news, we are makin’ great time”.

His good news, the fundraiser went well (raised money for charity in memory of his late friend who died of Lou Gherig’s disease); his bad news, a diagnosis of colorectal cancer. Both of his parents have died from cancer in recent years, and his wife has been debilitated by brain cancer and assorted miseries. We kibitzed awhile, he says he’ll keep me posted when his doc meets with him later this week to discuss treatment options.

And what did he say about it all?  “Life is good.”

Indeed.

Life is a lottery of sorts – we all seem to have a ticket, one nobody wants to cash …

 

written / published from Calgary, AB

morning walk with Gusta:  14C/56F, pre-morning stroll, chilly breeze – too dark to tell difference from clouds v. night, no simplicity in life beats a morning walk. A few birds on the wire, twigs and leaf debris from yesterday’s storm litter sidewalks – but nothing beats this solitude, early before I went to clear my head some more at the gym… a quiet day, little noise and no competition for machines. Yay!


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