Do I Really Wish I Was Eighteen?
Today my iPhone6 Health ap says that I walked 7922 steps or about 3.14 miles. I walk twice in the morning, one time with dogs and one time without. The walk with dogs is slow because they want to smell everything. My second walk is much faster, My goal is to walk at 10000 steps every day. Some days I do it and some days I don't. My time is usually about 32 minutes for 2 miles but today it was about 45 minutes. Too many of my neighbors were out and about and wanted to talk about the news at city hall. But that is another story.
A few days I posted the words to the song sung by George Burns, "I Wish I Was Eighteen Again" and I started thinking that if I really wanted to be 18 again. When I was 18 I was very strong, I could lift a 125 lb. barbell with one hand, I had a lot of stamina, and endurance. But was 18 a good year for me? I was a senior in high school and you know what they say about high school, "that high school is the best of times and the worst of times." I guess for me it was a little of both. I wasn't the best student in school. I enjoyed school, athletics like football and baseball and the whole ambiance of school life but I am not sure that I enjoyed classroom life. I was lucky to graduate. There were about 160 graduates with the class of 1964. I think that I graduated with the rank of about 100 or so. I had no thoughts about going to college. No one at Douglas High School ever spoke to me about college. Not one counselor, not one teacher, not one student ever asked me about continuing my education after high school. I had no girlfriend but I had a crush on many on my girl classmates. It was an unrequited love that I had for these girls.. I am sure that the girls were never aware then and to this day they are probably not aware. I would like to write some names down but I'd better not. They will remain unrequited loves forever.
But back to the questions about wanting to be 18 again. I would have to say that probably not 18 maybe 21 or 23. Those were much better year. I was very slow to mature and maybe my 23 was my 18. I made it through community college, thank God for Cochise College, I made it into NAU and I had and had had several girl friends and sort of discovered the power alcohol for someone like me who is/was shy and introverted. The story of alcohol will have to be another story. I don't wan to do too much bird walking but I want to stay focused on blogging about being seventy even though everything that has happened to me in earlier years has made me who I am at being seventy. Which by the way I will be at the end of this month.
Stay healthy my friends!!
A few days I posted the words to the song sung by George Burns, "I Wish I Was Eighteen Again" and I started thinking that if I really wanted to be 18 again. When I was 18 I was very strong, I could lift a 125 lb. barbell with one hand, I had a lot of stamina, and endurance. But was 18 a good year for me? I was a senior in high school and you know what they say about high school, "that high school is the best of times and the worst of times." I guess for me it was a little of both. I wasn't the best student in school. I enjoyed school, athletics like football and baseball and the whole ambiance of school life but I am not sure that I enjoyed classroom life. I was lucky to graduate. There were about 160 graduates with the class of 1964. I think that I graduated with the rank of about 100 or so. I had no thoughts about going to college. No one at Douglas High School ever spoke to me about college. Not one counselor, not one teacher, not one student ever asked me about continuing my education after high school. I had no girlfriend but I had a crush on many on my girl classmates. It was an unrequited love that I had for these girls.. I am sure that the girls were never aware then and to this day they are probably not aware. I would like to write some names down but I'd better not. They will remain unrequited loves forever.
But back to the questions about wanting to be 18 again. I would have to say that probably not 18 maybe 21 or 23. Those were much better year. I was very slow to mature and maybe my 23 was my 18. I made it through community college, thank God for Cochise College, I made it into NAU and I had and had had several girl friends and sort of discovered the power alcohol for someone like me who is/was shy and introverted. The story of alcohol will have to be another story. I don't wan to do too much bird walking but I want to stay focused on blogging about being seventy even though everything that has happened to me in earlier years has made me who I am at being seventy. Which by the way I will be at the end of this month.
Stay healthy my friends!!
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