I have a reunion coming up, a fiftieth.

Time flies and it has been a good fifty years since I graduated from high school.

I went to one a couple of years ago and came away thinking that I was not wrong taking the road less traveled.  When I was about 25 and living in a tipi in the Rockies I came home and most of the classmates I met told me I had best shape up or I'd be out in left field.

I didn't and I am not out in left field and I daresay I played a pretty good game of catch-up as my house was paid off before a lot of my classmates houses were if that is any indicator of things.

I've done rather well in ways. I have had two car loans, and a mortgage. The car loans were paid off in about a year and the house was paid off in under ten. I don't like debt.

What is a lot more important to me is that I have made a pretty good life for myself. I was and still am an adventurer by nature and never have seemed to fit in with the 9-5 crowd. Working on the water has agreed with me as a career.

I once told a classmate that I have done just about everything interesting but join the French Foreign Legion, whom I owe for saving my life. There's a certain solid grain of truth there. It has at least been interesting.

I've served in the Army, lived in a tipi, hitch-hiked to Alaska, commercially fished, hunted, and for a later on in life career I ran away to sea. It sure hasn't all been fun but it has been interesting.

Had I wound up a Dilbert in a cubicle I would be long gone by now, probably by my own hand. Either that or still put away in the booby hatch.



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