I understand your love of transportation, but with the ups and downs you experienced during your employment, all I can say is: "Thank God, you're retired." That's too much pressure for anyone to be under. Welcome to retirement! You earned it!
I've learned many new words over the past few years, but none so apt as kakistocracy and pathocracy. It seems that these types of governance have infiltrated down to every profession and affects every human these days, the worst affected being the best among us. I'm glad to see you are still writing. I have no doubt you have many other stories under your fingertips.
On a somewhat, but not, related note, do you know the book by Ralph Moody called Little Britches: How Father and I Became Ranchers? It's autobiographical remembrances of childhood. I think you might like it. You may have read it as a kid. For some reason, reading your story reminded me of that one. A different time, in a different world.
I've found reading books like Little Britches or the Little House on Rocky Ridge to be so healing and refreshing. I don't know about you, but I have ever increasingly felt like Alice in Wonderland in the past decade. It has felt more and more like either I am going mad...or the world has. It was going back and re-reading books from childhood that has helped me gained some grounding in the world. It's those little nuggets of familiarity which has helped me keep my head when all about me are losing theirs, to quote Kipling.
I meant to add that I’ve been listening to old Bachman Turner Overdrive songs. “ taking care of business “ makes me think of you because of “ take the 8:15 into the city”
I understand your love of transportation, but with the ups and downs you experienced during your employment, all I can say is: "Thank God, you're retired." That's too much pressure for anyone to be under. Welcome to retirement! You earned it!
Thank you, my dear. You’re the bestest
Oh I like that! The bestest … of the restest (just making a rhyme)
Thank you, Ken
I've learned many new words over the past few years, but none so apt as kakistocracy and pathocracy. It seems that these types of governance have infiltrated down to every profession and affects every human these days, the worst affected being the best among us. I'm glad to see you are still writing. I have no doubt you have many other stories under your fingertips.
On a somewhat, but not, related note, do you know the book by Ralph Moody called Little Britches: How Father and I Became Ranchers? It's autobiographical remembrances of childhood. I think you might like it. You may have read it as a kid. For some reason, reading your story reminded me of that one. A different time, in a different world.
I’ve never heard of the book, but I’ll keep it in mind.
Thanks
I read an original copy from the library.
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I've found reading books like Little Britches or the Little House on Rocky Ridge to be so healing and refreshing. I don't know about you, but I have ever increasingly felt like Alice in Wonderland in the past decade. It has felt more and more like either I am going mad...or the world has. It was going back and re-reading books from childhood that has helped me gained some grounding in the world. It's those little nuggets of familiarity which has helped me keep my head when all about me are losing theirs, to quote Kipling.
I meant to add that I’ve been listening to old Bachman Turner Overdrive songs. “ taking care of business “ makes me think of you because of “ take the 8:15 into the city”
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I’m glad you have those friends. Thank you for the story.
Good post, I bet some of it felt cathartic. Happy retirement, Ken. You’re a good man and shuffled a lot of people safely over a lot of years.
Thanks Mike 😉
Glad you made it through, Retirement ain't so bad...
Thanks, Jack 😊