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I have often said I must be the luckiest SOB who ever lived, because of all the stupid things I have done and got away with. Like the barn wall falling on me and waking away without a scratch.
Like heading out in a new S series International at about 5 AM and suddenly having the thought about how messed up the fiberglass front would be if a deer jumped in front of the truck. That freaked me out enough I slowed down and a big doe jumped out of the ditch and ran across the road.
Like sailing through white caps in an old 14 foot plywood skiff in November and finding out a few months later the boat had split along the keel due to rot.
Like falling in love at age 19 and still being deeply in love with the same woman 51 years later.
Lucky, I tell you.
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Les
My train of thought has been replaced by a bumper car.
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