I remember the Oldsmobile and the Lincoln. There must have been so much pride in acquiring them both, as they were certainly symbols of success. It’s unfortunate that time didn’t perpetuate that feeling and that success in modern times is no longer hinged to the possession of particular items. Rather, these days, success seems to attach itself to whether or not one can come to terms and make peace with the fact that most will always and forever be behind in their debt.
A paint marker and a concrete wall.
A walk by the river and a fistful of memories.
I can relate. Right here in the middle of my life.
Forty-six. Old and in the way.
Observe. Take notes.
Good begets good.
Bad begets bad.