Being 72

I have been reflecting on my 72 years lately. Boy what a ride _many ups and so many downs! I have made many new friends and unfortunately have lost many old ones. It is probably all my fault. I love people and want them in my lie, However I sometimes forget to "water" the garden and some friendships fade away.

​I have lived all over the Southeast and have tried to live in several cities several times. I have always said I would have been a great explorer in the 18th century.  I just love to go to new places and make new friends. Many of those friends still remember and care about me. I am meeting two of them for dinner, Monday, as they are in town.

​For some reason I have that restless spirit that spurs me on to discover new things, places, and people. Fortunately for me, I take after my gregarious father who had friends everywhere. It has been said that Sa Gamble never met a stranger. I take after him. Meeting a new person lifts my spirit.

​So 72 years have passed and we always sk where did they go? The go too fast. Well, my years have been spent in all three parts of Tennessee, my home state, and then there is South Carolina, North Carolina, Georgie, Florida, Virginia, Maryland, DC Alabma, Arkansas, Missouri, Illinois,