My mind and my life are wonderous things ... as are yours, I'm sure. I have more slips of paper and pages of notebooks with musings and thoughts than I really know what to do with. Someone, actually several someones, have suggested I start a blog ... or a journal as a means of focusing some of this mental energy.
To be honest, I don't even know what the difference between a 'journal' and 'blog' is--or if there even is a difference. Read on, my friends, and you can judge for yourself whether it even matters.
And so....
I'm JACE. Yep ... that's me! And somewhere in all my writings my last name may be posted. But I'll just leave it at Jace for right now. I'm 70 years old and heading full tilt to 71. It's strange that while I'm going through some rather serious medical issues, I still consider myself to be in the prime of my life--pretty good shape physically AND mentally, though I don't run for competition anymore . I love to ... dang, if I put this stuff here, I won't have anything for my blog.
Guess you just have to be patient until such stuff leaks out. Perhaps 2025, having embraced my retirement, will see more participation in my journaling efforts.
Wow! You did get SOME training! This does toughen people and it is fantastic, I think.
Yet, jumping out of a plane? It scares the bejeebers out of me. My younger son wanted to do that a while ago, but he has no such training and he is 52. I told him, since he is an adult, he can do whatever he wants, but I didn't want him to tell me about it, before or after.
Oddly enough, I asked people about memoir structures in a forum post about a year and a half ago. After that discussion, I started thinking of blending structures for my memoir attempts. The blend I like is thematic with a somewhat condensed time frame. The broader idea I have in mind is the cavalcade of trauma in my 30s (bad car accident, premature parent death, and witnessing multiple acts of physical violence between the ages of 30 and 37). The other will likely focus on adolescence and platonic friendship abuse's impacts during the late 90s. This gives me some organizational structure without needing to be focused heavily on chronology.
I hear you JACE, I'm under the same pressure, mainly from Kathy. She feels I should write a lot about my Navy Service, I've always thought it was 'just another job'. I see her point though, Submariners are few, veterans even fewer it seems. I should start on this, but like you, my memories come in batches, so to speak. If I started something like that, I think it would be a lot longer than 3400 words. Heck, it might make a good NanoWriMo task!
Aug and Sep tend to be the hottest months of the year here in SoCal, but so far, not so bad in August, temps are late 90's to 105 max, which is infinitely manageable. When I go walking at work, I usually walk laps around the parking lot. At the house I have a route which I modify depending on heat and errands. I know this - I gotta keep walking - it really does help keep the joints in good working order!
Dunno. I appreciate the cool down, although admittedly my patience for heat got obliterated when I was in Indy a couple weeks ago. Thus, I await cooler weather happily.
Are you kidding? My Ruby is 20 years old and I'm hanging on to her. I still get Volvo mail to buy a new one. Still coming for me after 20 years! They'll lose this campaign for sure. LOVE my Ruby! ...
My 2nd car was a 1985 Toyota Corolla. I drove all around Europe in it. Did the basic maint. at the local German dealership. I put over 400K on that car! That's the car that made me fall in love with Toyotas.
While I was on my walk this morning, the thought of what I accomplished yesterday came to mind. I reached for the small tablet and pen I always carry, only to find I don't always carry them.
As I know that I will soon forget those things I remembered I did yesterday (because my mind moves ever forward; because I've convinced myself something doesn't happen unless I write it down; and because I'm old), I started reciting the points I could remember along to the classical music I listen to as I walk. I must say, not all classical music is conducive for such recitations.
At any rate, I was successful enough that I was able to jot down the following things upon my return.
Kept my exercise streak alive with a 31-minute brisk walk first thing. Kept my WDC daily Achievement streak going into day 52. Ordered a true Prime Rib roast for my oldest daughter's pending two-week family visit here this coming weekend. Her husband is able to come for the first week but would have to leave for business early. Husband will prepare the Prime Rib (WILLINGLY, I might add) which is better than ANY Prime Rib I've ever had in a restaurant. Yes, I shamelessly asked J. if he would cook for us, and he agreed. This wasn't easy; we had to call four places to find a Prime Rib. Mailed our registration and deposit check for a trip to Ireland in May 2026. Helped my wife tie up here tomato plants, which is a huge concession as I dislike gardening intensely. Scheduled a consultation appointment before the end of June for possible clinical trials at the University of Kansas Health System Cancer Center.
Indeed, they seem smallish in nature. But I'm retired, so anything I accomplish is a good thing.
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