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1000 marbles
aasharon's post about remembering our childhood caused me to remember an email a friend sent to me a year or so ago:
1,000 Marbles
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 basement ham-shack 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 whomever 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. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital" he continued.
"Let me tell you something that has helped me keep a good perspective
on 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.
"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..."
A friend sent this to me, so I to you, my friend. And so, as one smart
bear once said...
"If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one
day, so I never have to live without you." - Winnie the Pooh.
Pass this on to all of your FRIENDS, even if it means sending it to the
person that sent it to you. And if you receive this e-mail many times
from many different people, it only means that you have many FRIENDS.
And if you get it but once, do not be discouraged for you will know
that you have at least one good friend...and that would be ME.
1,000 Marbles
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 basement ham-shack 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 whomever 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. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital" he continued.
"Let me tell you something that has helped me keep a good perspective
on 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.
"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..."
A friend sent this to me, so I to you, my friend. And so, as one smart
bear once said...
"If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one
day, so I never have to live without you." - Winnie the Pooh.
Pass this on to all of your FRIENDS, even if it means sending it to the
person that sent it to you. And if you receive this e-mail many times
from many different people, it only means that you have many FRIENDS.
And if you get it but once, do not be discouraged for you will know
that you have at least one good friend...and that would be ME.
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