To friends of Bill W., hang in there at this time of year. I probably will go to a meeting tomorrow, then head to a dinner somewhere. My kids are in Illinois, one sister in New York, a brother in New Orleans, and a sister in Colorado after Katrina. So here I am in Florida after my life has gone from Georgia to Pennsylvania to Georgia to Germany, 3 different places, back to Georgia, then to New Orleans, La. I lived in Washington, DC for a short time right around the corner when Richard Nixon was President and men looking for food on the corner right up the street. I would go to work after dodging them and then help Eric Severide buy 100 shares of various different stock. That was before the days of computers and I was the teletype operator to the stock floor. I went back to New Orleans with my young wife and then had a chance to move to Danville, Illinois with Western Union. I wound up quitting the job and moved to Champaign-Urbana, Illinois and stayed there for 25 years after someone had told me I should move back where I came from.
It took me all the way until I was after 60 years old that I realized that I was responsible for myself. I guess that is why I did not last through 4 marriages. Normally Christmas time is bad time of year for me, now I out of work and not stressed out by all the people coming and going with all their garbage. I am having a relaxed time and not really worried what is going on with the country’s economy that I can’t do anything about. I have learned how to let go of things that I cannot control. Now I just like battle the traffic with my 5 speed, 6 cylinder 310,000 mile Jeep.
So as I sit down to eat my Polish sausage and rice dinner, Merry Christmas to all.