Nostalgia

Lately, I have been a bit nostalgic for the olden days. In general, I think things generally get better. Technology helps our lives. But the one area where it has hurt is in identifying crazy people in public. It used to be that when you saw someone on a street corner or in a grocery store who was ranting loudly to no one in particular, you stayed clear because that person was crazy. Now it seems that it is more likely to be a jerk with a Blue Tooth. I miss the old days.

John Thum

I Like My Hat!

A couple of weeks ago, while on vacation at Sea Island, Georgia, I almost lost my Ironman finisher's hat. We were on a boating excursion around the islands and the wind caught my hat and it went overboard. My immediate reaction was, "oh, well...it's just a hat." However, the captain turned the boat around and I was able to reach over the side and grab it. I was happy. For the rest of the boating trip I did not wear it, not wanting to lose it again. By the end of the trip I was thinking that I was really glad to have my hat back.

I earned that hat. It took me a year of training and almost 15 and a half hours to be handed my Ironman hat. I noticed yesterday that I have worn the hat almost everyday since the day I almost lost it. My life would have gone on without any hat related unhappiness if I did not get it back, but I am really happy that I have my hat back.

John Thum