Post by steve201 on Jul 13, 2009 12:38:09 GMT -5
got this in an email.....enjoy!! ;D
"The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet
solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded
joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday
morning are most enjoyable.
A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the garage with a steaming cup of
coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical
Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you
from time to time. Let me tell you about it:
I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in
order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came across
an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice.
You know the kind; he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business.
He was telling whom-ever he was talking with something about 'a thousand
marbles.' I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.
'Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you
well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much.
Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. It's too bad you missed your daughter's 'dance recital' he continued. 'Let me tell you something that has helped me keep my own priorities.' And that's when he began to explain his theory of a 'thousand
marbles.'
'You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person
lives about seventy-five years I know, some live more and some live less, but on
average, folks live about seventy-five years.
'Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900, which is the
number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime.
Now, stick with me, Tom, I'm getting to the important part.
It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any
detail', he went on, 'and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight
hundred Saturdays.' 'I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I
only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and
bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy
stores to round up 1000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside a large,
clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear.'
'Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away. I
found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really
important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out, to help get your priorities straight.'
'Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my
lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of
the container. I figure that if I make it until next Saturday then I have been
given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more
time.'
'It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band. This is a 75 Year old Man, K9NZQ,
clear and going QRT, good morning!'
You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess
he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that
morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next
club newsletter.
Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. 'C'mon honey, I'm
taking you and the kids to breakfast.' 'What brought this on?' she asked with a
smile. 'Oh, nothing special, it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. And hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're
out? I need to buy some marbles.'"
The ACTION: Appreciate everyday.
The BENEFIT: You'll never have regrets.
Steve
"The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet
solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded
joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday
morning are most enjoyable.
A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the garage with a steaming cup of
coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical
Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you
from time to time. Let me tell you about it:
I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in
order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came across
an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice.
You know the kind; he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business.
He was telling whom-ever he was talking with something about 'a thousand
marbles.' I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.
'Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you
well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much.
Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. It's too bad you missed your daughter's 'dance recital' he continued. 'Let me tell you something that has helped me keep my own priorities.' And that's when he began to explain his theory of a 'thousand
marbles.'
'You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person
lives about seventy-five years I know, some live more and some live less, but on
average, folks live about seventy-five years.
'Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900, which is the
number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime.
Now, stick with me, Tom, I'm getting to the important part.
It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any
detail', he went on, 'and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight
hundred Saturdays.' 'I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I
only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and
bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy
stores to round up 1000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside a large,
clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear.'
'Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away. I
found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really
important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out, to help get your priorities straight.'
'Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my
lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of
the container. I figure that if I make it until next Saturday then I have been
given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more
time.'
'It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band. This is a 75 Year old Man, K9NZQ,
clear and going QRT, good morning!'
You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess
he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that
morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next
club newsletter.
Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. 'C'mon honey, I'm
taking you and the kids to breakfast.' 'What brought this on?' she asked with a
smile. 'Oh, nothing special, it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. And hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're
out? I need to buy some marbles.'"
The ACTION: Appreciate everyday.
The BENEFIT: You'll never have regrets.
Steve
