As we begin a new decade, let’s stop and look back at the one that just passed. To me, it seems that from 2000 through 2009, the years went by like the white lines on the highway, at 60 miles per hour.
I don’t want to make the same mistakes that I made in the last 10 years. If we just ponder on them before we do them again, this journey we call life should be smoother. We should learn from our mistakes, and not repeat them.
If we wake up this morning and are heavy in debt, going out and buying a new ATV is not going to help us get out of debt. If we do something a certain way today and the result tomorrow is it turned out bad, the only way we can change the bad result to a good one is to change the way we do things.
If every day we go to get breakfast and leave at 7 a.m. and the train catches us at the track, to miss the train we have to change our time, by either leaving earlier or later. The train isn’t going to change, so is the way of life.
I hope things are better for us these next 10 years. My gift to you is one of hope.
Many decades ago an ole friend of mine was born and, thankful to say, he is still with us after nine decades. His name is Bill Blair, and he lives at Hemphill. I can’t think of anyone that I like better than Bill. I think of him as my papaw. I look forward to seeing him as time allows, and always leave with a good feeling in my heart.
As I spoke with Bill at the Breakfast with Santa at the Hemphill Community Center a few days ago, my mind couldn’t help but wander back through the years of our friendship. Bill has always been and still is an asset to our county. Quiet, soft-spoken, always dressed sharp, and willing to help in a heartbeat, Bill will go down in my book of life as the Coolest Ole Man I have ever met.
Bill has spent almost 90 years in Hemphill, and not a bad word can be found about this man. He is never down, always has a smile, and is as funny as there is anywhere.
I asked Bill if he had given up fishing, as he stopped hunting years back. Bill told me he had to quit fishing because the last two times he went he almost drowned. I never asked how that happened.
I hope Bill is around for many more years. He is from the old school, when we knew someone was our friend.
Till next time, if you see Bill, give him a hug.