Friday, September 16, 2022

September 16th, 2022

 I’m not really sure when I finally became an adult. I always say I wasn’t a man until the day I met George Shepley, but when I became an adult…. I don’t know.

I was around twenty six when someone younger called me sir. I was at Gossage Grill early in the morning with the guys. We went to the bars earlier and stopped for a late night cheeseburger.
A group of younger kids came in behind us…. “Pardon me sir, is someone sitting here?”
Sir?
Boy that made me feel old… at the ripe age of twenty six.
It’s crazy how tall my dad and all his colleagues were in 1971 and by 1991 I was having martinis with all those little fellas.
Overnight I went from hiding under the dining room table listening to railroad stories to sitting at the dining room table telling railroad guys all my Board of Trade stories.
Life is a beautiful journey…. I miss all those family friends that I called Uncle. Now I’m the family friend called uncle.
Yesterday was the last 7:00pm sunset until next March. It will be a Saturday and you might be hungover. It’s the day after Saint Patrick’s Day. At least the Irish can celebrate on a Friday night next year.
So go buy some logs for the fire pit. It’s gonna be a long cold winter.
However this weekend will be warm so don’t put the GoldBond away just yet. Enjoy the middle of September while we have sunsets after 6:00pm.