Oh I've got regrets, and am better off for them.

Patrick is referencing the misspelled tattoo.... it's classic...

NO REGERTS!

Bingo. For me it was a long ago PCA track day, me riding with Instructor Gary Wright...and watching him make moves when I'd have only thought of making them.

Not just driving...Mr. mediocrity in most things I enjoyed doing. Didn't stop me from enjoying them, though.

I try not to overly dwell on "what ifs"...especially when it pertains to love life and work choices. Just can't see much good in doing so.

In most instances I think I've been lucky and chosen more right forks in the road than wrong turns

Not got many regrets as I've grabbed most opportunities when they've presented themselves

Often wonder how my resume would look if I'd quit university after failing my maths exam in the first year of my engineering degree. Have to thank my dad for convincing me to re-take my maths exam, I passed and carried on with my studies.

I did take a wrong turn once on a Swiss mountain trail one summer when working in Wengen which ended up me being winched off the mountain by helicopter

I wouldn't change a thing. I'm sure there are choices/decisions that I made that would have changed my life radically had I made a different choice/decision. But that doesn't mean it would be a better life. I'm pretty happy and have done fairly well.

There are a few opportunities with the ladies that I had, but didn't realize at the time, that if I had known, I'd have liked to have taken. But I don't regret them. They just may have been a little icing.

I occasionally wonder how things might have been different if I'd made different decisions, but I don't think things would have been a lot better, just different.

This stuff is interesting to think about. I'm always curious about the alternate realities that were potentially out there. Would I have been suited to X instead of Y?

i shoulda' kept the six pack '70 Challenger. and the '68 CJ428 Cyclone. and the '74 SD455 Trans Am.

I regret not reading that better!

How kool is that?

Thanks, Rika!

Oh man. This isn't a fork not taken but rather a regret. I sold my 1967 Fender Precision bass guitar for tuition. sigh It was mostly a forced sale because I was broke,broke , broke and I was desperate.

One fork was a tough decision. I was dating a chick I really liked, and my little head really wanted me to move off to Texas with her. Fortunately my big head won that argument.

I've answered many Congressional Inquiries in DoD and at Fed Agencies and can say that they really are not the sword that people believe them to be.

In your situation the AF Docs would have, through some attorney, stated the facts of the underlying medical issue and apply them to whatever regulation as basis for discharge. As long as the dots are connected and regulations are followed, the Congressman that makes the inquiry is almost always satisfied.

Not trying to burst your bubble but to convey that Congressional Inquiries aren't very successful.

I get that but I didn't even try.:o

I had an opportunity in the mid nineties to purchase, with a business partner, a Dutch Bros franchise when they were venturing out of Oregon. I chickened out as money was fairly tight back then. Now they are wildly popular all over the west coast. That would have been a good fork to take.

I’d be in a different country with a different wife.
Funny how things turn on the smallest of decisions - I passed up a job because the raise wasn’t worth the upheaval. That had life altering consequences.

i did not apply myself in high school doing the as little as possible route chasing chicks.. if id had my junk together college would have been paid for like my younger sister who took full advantage of getting her masters.

i dicked around with a couple of community college efforts to please other people so i could live rent free at my folks'.... then got hired as a seasonal fire fighter with what is now calfire. instead of parlaying that into a fire fighter job I went up to tahoe and skied two winters while working at squaw valley.... was not able to live with my folks any longer.


worked as a carpenter for a number of years and went back to community college night school to get a building inspector certification and then took the ICBO cert tests. yada, yada, yada, got a city job as an inspector, bought a house in the bay area cheap, retired early with a decent pension after 23 years at 52.5 years, awesome medical insurance and sold that house for 6x what I paid for it 20 year later...

i was an idiot who caught the last over the shoulder pass that was being thrown my way, and banged a ton of chicks in high school.... it ended up working out... and oh ya, i raced a porsche...

would not change a thing..

Really only had two major "forks in the road" in my life.

First was after HS. Wanted to be a marine biologist or oceanographer. Was all set to got to Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute. My parents were willing to pay for all and anything. Between the time when I was going to go, I got a job in the steamfitters union. Was making stupid s$ right out of HS. So gave the school a second thought, and never went. Regretted it after awhile but always wondered what would have been different.

Second major fork, was when my first wife passed away from cancer. Just wanted to get away from where I lived and everything. Get a new life going. Become a fishing charter captain, whatever. Started making plans to move down to FL Keys. Put my house up for sale, and looking to move foward.
Then BAM!, the current Mrs Vinman was introduced to me. Plans came to a screeching halt. Yeah that might have been a nice life. But not a single regret doing what I did and choosing her instead.

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Sure, a million regrets. Tomorrow I'll regret something about today. I want to go back and do the good things again and do the bad things better. I'm good with where I am today but I know I could have done or not done things in the before times that would make today more acceptable. C'est la guerre.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1t8kAbUg4t4

Frank knew.