Oh yeah,I do my yard work,when not hot,and maint. on the cars.Need to walk,but this area full of jerks to walk road Have to conserve fuel to 8 miles a week. Wife has been in bed mostly since april 2015.She can' t go anywhere hardly.
I do feel I'm sitting waiting for death to come,and welcome it.

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1999 w140, quit voting to old, and to old to fight, a god damned veteran

Yes Barry ;

I have a buddy who's in his mid 80's and looks 75 at most, he's still quite active, works, tinkers and last thing I knew, still rode Motocycles .

I truly believe that once I'm still death will not be far behind .

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-Nate
1982 240D 408,XXX miles
Ignorance is the mother of suspicion and fear is the father

I did then what I knew how to do ~ now that I know better I do better

You are doing the best you can. As you can. Nothing wrong with that. Time just slowly passes us by. At an ever increasing speed.

A year shortens up quicker than ever as the seasons pass faster as well. Some things get done and others deferred. Certain human experiences are never reduced to print.

In the grand scheme of things. Not much really matters. Except perhaps for our spouses. We usually owe them a lot for all the years. Even though we do not have enough awareness of this at times.

You attempt to stay in reasonable contact if you are lucky enough to have a family. Without interfering too much. Avoid taking stress aboard now that it is now by choice a lot. Perhaps mellow out a little. As long as life persists.

It takes some reminders of any good fortune you have had. Just the other day I was in a true working peoples class area of a larger city. It reminded me of my childhood.

I did not forget to ask the wife how she felt. The children did not have cellphones. It was all mostly recient immigrants trying hard to raise decent families. With a lot of much longer term more original immigrant inhabitants of Canada mixed in with them..Black and white with no social issues visable. The wife also thought these were real people although that term sounds strange. I agreed.

It took me back to my own childhood situation all those years ago. So it was a refreshing reminder. To see that kind of interaction between hard working neighbors. Plus the good management of their offspring was not gone in society. An enclave in an area of a city all too well known otherwise for problems.

As I was helping a seven to eight year old to cut a 2x2 with a dull saw After requesting permission from his mother to do so. He was getting frustrated. She told me he is always building something and giving it away.

So I mentioned that I might be back and have a sharper handsaw I never use anymore. Could he have it? These people are making it work and counting every dollar to do so. I also reassured her that what he was doing is similar to what I did. And am still at it.

If I drive the wife back down next weekend. I will take a metal tool box of simple surplus tools as well as the saw. I am pretty certain the boy had only an old hammer and a dull saw. Although the other children where interested in what he was building. The older kids kept an eye on the younger ones as most the mothers worked as well I thought. It was well organized.

We are all absolutly equal in all ways a moment after passing. No matter what our lives have been like. Nature allows the essence of us to go on in the genes of our children and grandchildren. We can see elements of ourselves in them. As they age they will realize the same thing.