My childhood, was one of those times, minus, of course, Jim Crow clowning around a time or two, doing the boogaloo on my hopes and dreams but my family and friends and neighbors flooded me with powerful doses of love that countered such schemes.
And wowing Arizona basketball fans over half a century ago sure bolstered my ego and self esteem. That was quite a time.
Creating positive learning environments for thousands of children in San Diego who kept me young of mind has to rank among my finer times.
Having my beautiful dearly departed Nancy in my life and raising children with her for over thirty years ranks among the best times ever of my 74 years.
The immediate years following when she went away surely was not the best of times and the pain never fully goes away but one has to get up day after day and look at life in fresher ways and ultimately redefine notions like the “time of our lives.”
That being said I’m having the time of my life in that I can still entertain the very idea. I’m having the time of my life just getting up in the morning still fit of body and sound of mind (most of the time).
I mean I’m still around young people, recently writing with them and sharing my love of poetry at the first annual Young Leaders Film Festival at La Jolla Country Day and with the Writing Campers at UCSD and at Palmer Way Elementary in National City – and organizing around issues of peace and justice with them and playing a role in steering them along paths to critical thinking which I can still do I like to think. Such upbeat energy keeps me in the pink.
I’m still traveling and seeing new things; I still get misty eyed when Johnny Mathis sings. I loved the spirit that the Olympics brought to the world for brief moments in the overall scheme of things.
I’m still enjoying a good read every now and then (Pat Conroy’s “South of Broad” was as good a book I’ve run across since I don’t know when) and a good belly laugh. I still love it when we get beyond the inequalities of our nation’s past like gay people gaining more rights and opportunities; I’m watching with glee as they become more free.
On facebook I’ve got 463 friends and a timeline that appears without end and photos that document that I haven’t forgotten how to smile when smiling wasn’t so easy for me for a while.
I’ve been invited to weddings and parties where I’ve gotten my dance on; my kids are involved in various activities and they don’t mind me tagging along.
And I don’t know if I’ve ever had what could be considered good times without a woman involved. In my youth it was my mom. At other times wives and now I must be having the “time of my life” because I’m going around singing “I got a woman way over town that’s good to me,” complete with my head swaying side to side like Ray. Everyday.
My heart has been captured and embraced and it feels grand to this man having someone find the little boy in him who wants to come out and play. I’ll just kick back and relax in such thoughts as that is what one does, as I remember, when one is having the time of his life. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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