Open your mind to new and wise thoughts from a life lived over eighty years. Access the books that initiate you into such thoughts, provided you can forget the author's bad choices. Everyone messes up once in a while.
He cut hair with the exactness of a barber experienced by about seventy-six years of life, and I always went to his chair if the line was not too long. But right next to him was an even older barber, also experienced, who one day no longer showed up for work. He was gone.
I have known many people more intimately than a barber, people who brought inestimable joy into my life, and they too are gone. None were grieved as much as two sons--they say such grief exceeds that for a parent or spouse. But what I try to remember is the joy.
Above all was the joy at Christmas, when children are the happiest people on earth. That's the birthday that outdoes them all. And after Christmas dinner, we'd walk with those kids in the crisp December air while they tried out a new bike or wore new snow boots. No wonder we give gifts at that time of year.
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