i am 93 and my only wish for dying is it will be fast and painless ad my sons are there one or both.Then I get cremated as hate funerals and want none and my boys are okay with that
Similar experiences here. When I was a small boy, my older sister was in a car wreck, and her best friend was killed instantly at 17 years old. Even now at 72 I can remember every detail of that night. Such trauma never leaves us. We only learn to live with it in some kind of uneasy truce. We all have them. They are part of the human experience.
I might expire before you, but if it's the other way around, I will weep for a long time at life without your voice. But I will read your books and laugh along with my tears. Live very long, please.
Pig valves. I know, not a smooth way to enter a commentary, but it's all I have, sorry. Being a Minnesotan, you have either been to Austin or at least know of Austin where thousands of pigs come to bad end every week, spending what's left of them in cans of SPAM. That's a lot of pigs with heart valves that might end up in a grinder for more SPAM if not used to prolong the lives of guys like you. So, the next time you visit Minnesota - maybe your next trip to The Mayo - make a side trip to Austin and pay homage to the thousands of pigs and go to the SPAM Museum while you're there. Did you know that England celebrates a SPAM Day?
I believe that SPAM day is a result of many people having had it as their primary source of meat during WWII. It was also immortalized in the Monty Python TV series.
Love you always I definitely share this one with my kids who are in their 40s and used to complain about me listening to you, but I think they will be amused
It costs so much to be a full human being that there are very few who have the enlightenment, or the courage, to pay the price…. One has to abandon altogether the search for security, and reach out to the risk of living with both arms. One has to embrace the world like a lover, and yet demand no easy return of love. One has to accept pain as a condition of existence. One has to court doubt and darkness as the cost of knowing. One needs a will stubborn in conflict, but apt always to the total acceptance of every consequence of living and dying.
I have always loved math and as a teenager used to take math-related books out of the library to read for fun. I took extra math courses in college and graduate school and taught applied math to chemistry majors for most of the 32 years that I was a chemistry professor. One former student wrote to me from chemistry graduate school to thank me for teaching him the math background required for quantum mechanics. He was the only one in his class who understood it and was proud to be able to tutor his fellow classmates.
LOVE YOU, SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT. I HAVE A FRIEND WHOSE SON DIED FOOLING WITH HIS RADIO AND HE HIT AN ON COMING CAR. SO AWFUL. I'M GOING TO REMIND MY GRANDSON KEEP HIS EYES ON THE ROAD CONSTANTLY.
I am thankful to have mostly women doctors (PCP, dermatologist, gastroenterologist, periodontist, rheumatologist, ENT) so that I’m not as embarrassed when I have to be nude or semi-nude. Most of the NPs and PAs that work with them are women, too.
i am 93 and my only wish for dying is it will be fast and painless ad my sons are there one or both.Then I get cremated as hate funerals and want none and my boys are okay with that
I love you so much. I am so glad you still bless us with these sharings. It's a strange world these days and you are always a comfort. Thank you.
I totally agree !
You r the greatest & so lovable ❤️🩹
Love this and love you - your limmericks are the best! Happy Holidays.
Similar experiences here. When I was a small boy, my older sister was in a car wreck, and her best friend was killed instantly at 17 years old. Even now at 72 I can remember every detail of that night. Such trauma never leaves us. We only learn to live with it in some kind of uneasy truce. We all have them. They are part of the human experience.
I might expire before you, but if it's the other way around, I will weep for a long time at life without your voice. But I will read your books and laugh along with my tears. Live very long, please.
Pig valves. I know, not a smooth way to enter a commentary, but it's all I have, sorry. Being a Minnesotan, you have either been to Austin or at least know of Austin where thousands of pigs come to bad end every week, spending what's left of them in cans of SPAM. That's a lot of pigs with heart valves that might end up in a grinder for more SPAM if not used to prolong the lives of guys like you. So, the next time you visit Minnesota - maybe your next trip to The Mayo - make a side trip to Austin and pay homage to the thousands of pigs and go to the SPAM Museum while you're there. Did you know that England celebrates a SPAM Day?
I believe that SPAM day is a result of many people having had it as their primary source of meat during WWII. It was also immortalized in the Monty Python TV series.
Love you always I definitely share this one with my kids who are in their 40s and used to complain about me listening to you, but I think they will be amused
Especially endearing today ! ❤️
SO GOOD TO HEAR YOU GARRISON!
Best not to criticize or correct others.
Those large lettering is easier for me to read, and that is how I read it, not as anyone yelling.
Young people need extra sleep, not on the roads in the early morning...so tragic to hear of them having car accidents and dying.
It costs so much to be a full human being that there are very few who have the enlightenment, or the courage, to pay the price…. One has to abandon altogether the search for security, and reach out to the risk of living with both arms. One has to embrace the world like a lover, and yet demand no easy return of love. One has to accept pain as a condition of existence. One has to court doubt and darkness as the cost of knowing. One needs a will stubborn in conflict, but apt always to the total acceptance of every consequence of living and dying.
Morris L West “The Shoes of a Fisherman”
I have taught math for 50 years. Math jokes putting down the discipline are the bane of my existence.
I have always loved math and as a teenager used to take math-related books out of the library to read for fun. I took extra math courses in college and graduate school and taught applied math to chemistry majors for most of the 32 years that I was a chemistry professor. One former student wrote to me from chemistry graduate school to thank me for teaching him the math background required for quantum mechanics. He was the only one in his class who understood it and was proud to be able to tutor his fellow classmates.
LOVE YOU, SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT. I HAVE A FRIEND WHOSE SON DIED FOOLING WITH HIS RADIO AND HE HIT AN ON COMING CAR. SO AWFUL. I'M GOING TO REMIND MY GRANDSON KEEP HIS EYES ON THE ROAD CONSTANTLY.
Very good thing to do indeed. But stop shouting. Turn off your all caps!
I laughed my ass off, reading Lake Wobegon Days, when you went back to the days "drinking beer by the bucket and lighting up the farts".
I am thankful to have mostly women doctors (PCP, dermatologist, gastroenterologist, periodontist, rheumatologist, ENT) so that I’m not as embarrassed when I have to be nude or semi-nude. Most of the NPs and PAs that work with them are women, too.