Jim Gravley:  

My story? This is where I get all theatrical? Hell no. I left high school. I went to college. I got married. I worked. I had kids. I didn't go to prison. I had my share of lumps. It didn't start ... "It was a dark and stormy night," all though it felt like it at times. You know what? We are getting old. I still refuse to admit it. Age is a number but I hit my old wall at 37. I woke up one day while I was 37 and went, WHAT THE ...! The days suddenly got harder. Work suddenly got harder. All of a sudden, what my doctor had been saying made sense. It was time I stopped eating so many cookies, drinking so much beer, kicking so many doors. The trips to the ER became harder to recover from. Physical Therapy was a thing for old people ... WAS! The slow transformation to stop the inevitable almost seemed impossible. I look back 20+ years and I often wonder. No regrets, just wondering. Life is truly about the journey, not the destination. I hope I'm around long enough to have many long journeys. "It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short...Expand for more