THE BEST OF TIMES

TIME IS THE ONLY THING LEFT

Something I have always said that I wanted to do before that day comes, Is that I wanted to write a book about my life. I don’t know who would be interested enough to read it, But it’s always been in the back of my mind to do. Something just struck me though, that’s what I have been doing all of this time, It’s just that it’s called a blog. If I look back over all the postings of my blog, it’s in essence, a story of my life. How stupid of me to suddenly realize that. Writing that book was the last thing on my bucket list, so now that I’ve settled that, the only thing left is time to enjoy my memories. 

BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE 

in the past year, several people have asked me what I considered to be the best years of my life. I’ve put a lot of thought into this and it comes down to be a choice of basically three times of my life, My school years, My work years and my retirement years. Of these three categories, there have been some great ups and downs that have to be considered. My school years consisted of basically 12 years. My work years I could narrow down to 40 years and my retirement years so far amount to 30 years. That leaves seven years, five of which I was age 0 to 5 and then they were two years in the military. Just looking over this list, I guess the best times can be narrowed down to the 40 years of working and the 30 years of retirement as the most fun packed years. Of the two, I have to definitely give the 40 years of working the number one spot. The things that I’ve done, The people I have met And the places I have seen, By far still remain deep in my memory. OH, to relive those times. 

89, WHERE DOES ONE GO NOW 

At the beginning of this post, I’m seven months away from reaching that point of 90. Where does one go now? If I ask that question in a sense of traveling, I think my traveling days are well behind me. And when I mean, travel, I mean, literally transiting the globe. I’m thankful and happy every morning that I wake up and see daylight. Each morning the first questions I have for Margot is “ What’s the plan for today?” And I keep getting the same reply, “No plan we’ll just play it by ear.” In some ways that can be very exciting however, in some ways, it’s quite boring. Not surprisingly, The next question is “what’s for dinner tonight?” The reply, Up to now has always been” Whatever you make” For some reason, the reply is now a choice of three or four really tasteful items. Wonder why the sudden change? 

JUST FOR FUN

I went to the doctor last week for my yearly examination and after the examination, he told me that I had thin legs, Coincidentally that happens to be my gangster name. He also advised that I should begin wearing a helmet,in case I happen to fall. That just makes me really feel stupid so now I carry a skateboard. A little known fact is that a woman lives to A medium age of 95 a man has an average age of 85, At 89 I’m contemplating the transition. During this visit, the doctor suggested that I go down to the lab to have some blood work. I checked at the lab and they told me that it would be about a 20 minute wait there were five people ahead of me. That’s when I asked if there was any chance that I could be pushed up a bit because it didn’t sound like I had that much time left. When I finally got in, the nurse, took a look at my veins and says “my God man you’ve got the biggest vein that I’ve ever seen in my life, Which of course made me quite proud as that was the best thing that I’ve heard in the past 60 years “ I got a little nervous with the amount of blood that she was actually taking from me, So I mentioned to her” I hope you leave enough for me to get to my car“ She chuckled and told me that she was leaving enough for me to get in my car and get out of the parking lot. That’s when our responsibilities stops.”

As far as social media is concerned, you can follow me on the bulletin board at Kroger or on “my chart”.

JUST CANT HELP MYSELF 

I tried very hard to end this post without saying anything about our present administration. That seems to be an impossibility so I will just end it very simply for all you cult members that may read this post, With a little thought of mine. 

The difference between animals and humans is that animals would never select the dumbest one to lead them. 

Vito 

GETTING OLDER BY THE MINUTE

 

It’s funny when you have enough time on your hands and nothing to do you tend to think back over the years. Eliminating those years that I was in high school when I graduated at 18, I could hardly wait until I was 21, when I was 21 I could hardly wait until I was 30, Then reaching 30, I could only wait until I reached 50 this went on for many years after that. Now I’m 89 I sure wish I was 21 again. If for no other reason just to be able to do the things that I did at 21 that I simply can’t do now, what an adjustment to life. But reality has set into this old mind, And I just have to admit that after 60 it’s all downhill. Life starts to make that turn and there you are. Will I reach 90? There Is only one that knows the answer to that and I just have to put my faith into that person and hope for the best. Luckily, I’m still able to get around. I can get up in the morning, I can shower, I can cook breakfast, I’m able to turn the TV on and understand what they are talking about, And best of all I still remember everything that they’re talking about. Sure, I have to use a cane every so often to keep my balance, but I guess it gives me a little bit of elegance. I guess most importantly, I have my wits about me where I can continue writing this blog and it actually makes sense not only to me, but some of those that read it. That’s more than I can say about people that are in very important positions in the world. Those that can’t even put a sentence together that makes any sense. Maybe I should run for president, The hell with that garbage, Just give me an iPad and a little bit of time I’m able to straighten out everything. I take that part back, I’m able to make sense of what I’m thinking of. I’m more than happy now just to be able to think back and remember those things that brought me happiness and fun. Like most Italians, the one thing that brings me joy is La Familia. I wish there was more time to be able to spend with my family but taking any consideration of their lives and doing the things that they enjoy compared to spending time doing nothing with this old man should be their first concern.

I’ve always been interested in wanting to write a story or a book about my life and growing up. Started to do this several times and for one reason or another I gave up on it. Sometime ago, my daughter bought me a book that is basically nothing more than questions and by me writing down the answer, to these questions. It will be my story. Some questions I found quite interesting. When was I born?, How much did I weigh when I was born?, What was popular movies when I was born, who was some of my friends in school? What subjects did I like in school and it goes on and on. All I simply have to do is to answer these questions and magically, the story of my life is written. 

One question in particular that I found to be interesting was if I was able to spend my dinner time with five people in the world who would they be? So so many names come to mind. I personally would need two dinners, One with those that have passed on, One with those that are still here. My past on dinners would be with

JFK

Joe DiMaggio

Albert Einstein

Marilyn Monroe

Frank Sinatra

My dinner with those that are still here would be with

Hillary Clinton

Barack Obama

Paul Krugman

Richard Rubenstein

Sebastian Maniscalco

A good conversation for me is to get many many different views on a particular subject. Then I would settle mainly on the best one which probably would come from me, or that’s what I want to think.

Now, I know that dinner with either of these groups is totally impossible, and the actual dinner would be with several additional people, and will go unnamed for obvious reasons.

ON TO OTHER THINGS 

There is an old expression that constantly comes into mine during this day and age. It’s just the two word exclamation” Shit happens”. Each and every day that I roll over open up my eyes and see that I’m still on earth that expression comes to my mind. I’m living in the day and age of shit happens. Every time that I happen to turn on the TV, expecting to hear something interesting a bell goes off in my head, shit happens. Things just don’t seem to go the way I personally feel that they should, I have to take into consideration that perhaps in the minds of other people things are happening the way that they feel it should. I don’t deprive them of this thought everybody is entitled to their own thoughts, It’s just that in my view we are presently living in a”Shit happens world” Whose fault is it? I haven’t the slightest idea. How do I fix it? I haven’t the slightest idea. Can I just sit back and live with it? I haven’t the slightest idea, The only thing that I’m sure of is that I have to find that way. In my mind, the only true way to fix it is very simply to VOTE BLUE .

It’s now the middle of September no real rain has started so I guess it’s time for me to get off the couch unravel the hose and water all of the plants out in the front of the house today. They are still blooming and there’s nothing that makes Margot happier than to see blooming flowers. Another old saying that I know” Happy wife, happy life”” 

That’s it for now my friends I will start another posting in a few days. Meanwhile, enjoy life as it is.

Vito