Move West Old Man.......
To paraphrase Oliver Wendell Holmes, that advice is timeless and quite useful to me. After living in the Ohio Valley for the last 6 years, the opportunity has arisen for me to take a much more active role in being a part of 3 of my grand daughter's lives. I could not be more excited. Having decided to retire from community theater, and not spending as much time as I would like on various other pursuits, when asked to help in after school and holiday care for my twin grands and their sister, I was more than happy to oblige my son. Even though I have waited for this chance for the last 4 years, I also hope that I am physically up to the task. In the last 4 years, I have had at least 2 cardiac stents placed, as well as a quadruple heart bypass. Though I am told my ticker is not as healthy as it should be, I generally feel pretty healthy, aside from the typical aches and pains one might expect in a 63 year old who instead of treating his body as a temple, has opted to treat it as a lean-to.
Moving to a new city, especially at my age won't be easy, but with my son's help and a new girlfriend to assist, I look forward to it. In any case, having downsized radically during the Great Recession, my lack of material possessions should make the process much easier and quicker, provided I get off my butt and start packing. Having done everything I could to delay the inevitable because I am a star procrastinator, I will close with a fond farewell to Hamilton, Ohio and a hidey ho to OKLAHOMA...
