MY LIFE :
I lived it simply with little drama. My only worries were about things that never came around the mountain.

The worry part had many benefits. It gave me time to make plans in case my imagination turned into reality.

THE BASICS :
My lack of drama let me observe other people’s drama. Observation became a habit, and my mom had told me once:

“I don’t know where you came from. I think you were sent here to watch us.”

I'LL EXPLAIN :
I didn't jump up and down with excitement like my brothers and sister did when Mom told us that Dad would drive us around the town and look at Christmas lights next Saturday night.

On that Christmas drive, I saw snow on the ground and lights all around; 

I stopped observing quietly and joined in the excitement of the moment.

I had learned about Jiminy Cricket from the Disney movie Pinocchio. 

When Dad pointed to a Christmas light display, I shouted, “Jiminy Cricket, that is neat!”

After my third shout, My Dad shouted out loud. “KNOCK IT OFF!”

Mom was not happy. She firmly said,
“You knock it off. LuMar is happy, and you are ruining it for him.”

Dad kept looking straight ahead and drove slowly so everyone could see the lights.

Another Jiminy Cricket expression from the movie was:
“I’m no fool, no sir-ee, I wanna live to be a hundred and three!”

NOT ME :
I want to be alive at 105. My goal was almost cut short in 2026. I had a non-fatal heart attack that did not set me back. I can still reach my goal following my cardiologist’s advice.

If I had followed that advice in the past, I wouldn’t have had a heart attack to write about today. 

Someone else would be writing it and have it published in the Obituary Section of my local newspaper.

Obituary :
Some historians say that Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, while composing The Magic Flute, felt he was dying. It is thought that Mozart’s wife told someone, and it eventually became known as Mozart’s Requiem.

I WONDER :
Would it be ego-centric to write my own obituary? 

If I didwrite it bore its time, it would require too many edits and become the greatest fiction ever written.

I’ll follow tradition and let someone else try. I just hope they won’t cry.

NOW :
I have too many stories to tell, and that will keep me busy for the longest time, until I reach one hundred and five.

Before I get stopped in my tracks, double back and use the ToC on my home page.

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