These next couple days are a time to reflect on 2022 and prepare for 2023. This last year happened so quickly I can’t put my thoughts together on the events of the last twelve months.
At my age I can look back at decades and have a clearer mind to reflect upon. I can hear my grandparents generation saying how quickly life goes the older we get. Then I heard my parents generation repeat those same words. Now it’s our turn…..
On New Years Eve in 1972, I might have had a KayO with my parents. I know I was in bed before midnight with WLS playing on my transistor radio.
On New Years Eve in 1982, I was drinking Moosehead beer at a high school party. I know I was up at midnight because my mom grounded me at 1:30am when I got home. Great start to 1983.
On New Years Eve in 1992, I was with my buddies on Madison Street in Forest Park. Slamming Old Styles and Lemon Drop shots. I know I was up at midnight that year because I was enjoying the first polish sausage in 1993 down on Maxwell Street at 3:00am.
On New Years Eve in 2002, I was with my fiancé drinking Veuve Clicquot. The champagne flowed heavily and I was dropping my future wife at her parents in Hinsdale at 10:30pm. I was asleep in my recliner in Oak Park at midnight when 2003 hit the calendar.
The last night of 2012 was spent with a pregnant wife and two sons. We celebrated New Years Eve at 6:59pm with George and Fritz hitting pots and pans. I was sneaking out to the garage pulling swigs off of a bottle of Sambuca that I kept in the icebox. We were asleep before midnight.
Now I can catch my thoughts about 2022. It had its ups and downs. I watched my children grow. I went to work with a group of stand up individuals. I hung out with a dear pack of friends and made out with some incredible hot mommies.
For New Years Eve 2022? Friends are laying low and hot moms are lurking quietly. Chances are I’ll make dinner for George and sneak out for a cocktail somewhere close to home. I’ll probably be asleep by midnight.
Reflecting back on 1972, 1982, 1992, 2002, 2012 and 2022. One thing that was the common thread.
I was getting straight F’s…. I was continuously building a foundation based on faith. Pushed along with the love of family and the support of friendship. F:F,F,F
You gotta have an open mind when you reflect on the past. There isn’t a DeLorean or a hot tub taking you back to change things around.
