When I was in high school, I remember “old people” talking about their 50th High School Reunion. Is that possible, does anyone live to be that old? Well, it finally happened in the blink of an eye. One day I was in high school and the next day I am going to my 50th High School Reunion. Didn’t help that the day before I was scanning photos and pondered my grandmother Riley in her old age … three years younger…
Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better To paint a picture or write a letter, Bake a cake or plant a seed, Ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if you must, but there’s not much time, With rivers to swim and mountains to climb, Music to hear and books to read, Friends to cherish and life to lead. Dust if you must, but the world’s out there, With the sun in your eyes, the wind in…
Another life milestone. On Friday, March 30, 2018, I retired from the University of Mary Washington where I served as Director of Student Health/University Physician for eleven years. I have been in school and/or working continuously for more than 50 years, yet on this day, I relinquished my educational degrees, my medical license, my professional standing. I am no longer a physician and a productive member of society living a life of structure and purpose. And … I accepted getting old. Will…
Ah, the phrase has a nice ring to it. In 1993 this comedy starring Jack Lemmon and Walter Matthau set the stage for the 43-year-old me. Fourteen years later, I arrived at the University of Mary Washington and quickly found my lunch table tribe, grumpy old professors and staff. Sharp-witted, funny, and irreverent this group of men and women provided a source of entertainment, philosophy, and education for eleven years. Once numbering in the dozens, this cast of characters dwindled…