Gee, Moose, you made me blush! Thanks for all of the kind words about
my meager endeavors.
Were it not for the two strong-willed women most influential in my life,
my mother and my wife, I might be in your neighborhood right now. Back
around 1964, my employer, a subsidiary of Sverdrup & Parcells of St.
Louis, best known for the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel, and numerous
other bridge projects, won a contract to operate a wind tunnel facility
at Ames, and I was selected as the Asst. Mgr. for the job. I initially
accepted, but, since my father had died a couple of years earlier, my
mother pleaded with me to reconsider moving so far from her. My wife
also came from a very close-knit family, and she had similar feelings.
So, I backed out of my move to the Bay Area.
I am truly lucky to have much of my family near me in Tennessee. I
remarked to my daughter-in-law last night that my wife and I brought the
Nichols name to the small town of Tullahoma in 1953. Before we arrived
there was John Nicholson, with whose name we were frequently confused.
Now, with two practicing doctors in the area, one actively involved with
youth sports, it is not unusual to see a sea of red shirts, emblazoned
with "Rob Nichols, MD" across their shoulders.
Jim Nichols
Tullahoma, TN USA
On 4/12/2017 5:05 PM, Moose wrote:
On 4/12/2017 1:09 PM, Ken Norton wrote:
Musty Moose wrote:
Remarriage, late in life, works sometimes, but at a certain point,
it's more about companionship than anything else.
Speak for yourself, young man!
I certainly would not have consider you to be in that category. You
two have been together a long time
Sixteen years, and it just gets better.
and even married before you got old enough to worry about your
daily movement.
Sheesh! Yet another scurrilous generalization about those no longer
cursed with the afflictions of youth!
Now, when we're talking about Jim,
Easy now! ;-) Jim is one of my heroes. I know something about having
a wife die, but I was only 44, and we had "only" been together about
15 years. Jim was a lot older and they had had a lifetime together.
But there he is, rising above the despondence into which he could have
disappeared; still learning and improving at his chosen avocation and
adding his grace and experience of life to three more generations.
Still brightening my/our days with his images and example. Cheers, Jim!
while he's up there in Geritol Land,
I've heard the name, but had no idea what it might be. The web tells
me it's just a vitamin and mineral supplement brand marketed to older
folks. If taking supplements is a symptom of age, I am surrounded by
elderly of few chronological years. I already knew what "Nature's
spelled backwards" is, but don't need that supplement, either.
Relaxation and lack of stress is highly regular way to live. ;-)
he's hanging out with some lovely young ladies who share the love of
aviation. You never know...
You never do. Dad died when Mom was 66, pretty young, from my present
perspective. As far as I know, she never looked at another man for the
next 20 years she lived. Proper (theologically correct) Mormon
behavior, but her father remarried not long after her mother died.
Some other women would have been on the prowl by 67. No blame, either
way.
PS: "In fact, what goes on in nursing homes, assisted living
facilities or
other large residential congregations of elderly people is a lot
closer to
what goes on in spring break hotels than most people would ever
imagine."
I used to work in a nursing home a zillion years ago. This puritan had
no idea what I was seeing.
Ah, the innocence of youth!
Young at Heart Moose
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