Life is beautiful! Wake up and smell the roses! I have written hundreds
of columns during my 32 years of freelance journalism. Some of my
favorite columns tell of "all the girls I loved before" starting with my
first true pupply love at age 10, Mary Lou Saxton; my next door
neighbor who broke my heart when she moved to California. My early years
of courting Judy Britton; the lovely girl who would end up being my
dear wife for 62 years. My years at Kuser School and Hamilton High
School before it became "West-Watson," and my musical attraction from
singing in a boys' barbershop quartet and another octet, school choir,
and singing around the Glover Gulbranson upright piano in our Hartley
Avenue home. One of the God given and too often ignored by our hustle
and bustle to raise a family and earn a living lies in the beauty of
nature. The column I wrote and repeated a number of times for succeeding
generations is reproduced below. If you haven't taken the time to take
Robert Frost's "Road Less Traveled," try a woodland walk. It will go a
long way to increasing your longevity and well being.
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