Every stage of my life to this point has been my favorite for different reasons:
I really enjoyed childhood because of loving parents, 4 pesky older brothers, a myriad of cousins, wonderful pets and the greatest Grand-Parents a kid could ask for. My life was filled with wonder.
As a teen because I was beginnin to realize that I was different from the other kids - when they had part-time jobs, I ran a trap-line. When they were partying, I was fishing and hunting. I was just beginning to discover
me. My life was filled with with wonder.
In my twenties because my health was at it's prime. I was running long distance, bicycling and rodeoing (I rode bareback broncs), bowling on a league every Thursday, and working at a physically demanding job while trying to learn how to be a husband. My life was filled with wonder.
In my thirties because I'd started driving truck in my late twenties and could now travel and get paid for it. I was also a part-time semi-professional gunfighter for a local tourist attraction. In the summers I spent time as a living history docent at a nearby historic site and, through that, ended up traveling to schools in 5 different states and teaching kids how things
really were. My life was filled with wonder.
And now I'm in my latter 40's and living with my beautiful soul-mate in some of the prettiest country God ever created. I'm still discovering who I am and, more importantly, who
we are together. I've got a good job, a decent home, and an
amazing wife. My life is filled with wonder!
I skipped over a lot of the food stuff - this isn't an autobiography - and sure there've been tough times in every stage; Heartbreaks, illness, physical injury and just plain lousy luck - but for some reason, those memories aren't quite as clear as they used to be...