When You Can't Say Something Nice

I'm thinking Old Willie was right way more often than he wasn't.

Let me explain.

I was caught up short reading the other day online in the Stars and Stripes (old habits die hard, I know), speaking of dying, a report on an obituary of a former Navy veteran who passed away last month at the age of 74, an age the obit noted,"which was 29 years longer than expected and much longer than he deserved."

Before you do (as I did) which was to pause and go 'whoa! That's cold! read the story and the obit writer's explanation for why she would offer those words of remembrance about her father that she chose to write.

And then ponder if you will for a moment the notion that we live on in the memories of all those whose lives we have touched, for good and ill, for far longer than the time we walked this earth. Make every heartbeat and footfall count.
-bill kenny