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Saturday, September 27, 2003

 
A friend of mine commented on the best year of his life, and it started me thinking.
I know when it was, if I even have to pick some time other than the present day! My life today, is fabulous, and is the best I could have hoped for, except I am not married with a couple of kids, that is. I have "The American Dream." I own my own house, except for about $30K still on the mortgage, which I have saved in the bank, so I could pay it off, at the expense of a safety net for a rainy day, which is why I have not paid it off entirely. It is a 1900 square foot split-level, 3 bedroom, 2-1/2 bath with a 2 car garage on a third of an acre in a developement built into a forest, where the only trees cleared were for the houses and roads. I have trees, big trees, really BIG trees in the front and back. My backyard is still the forest it was except for the area cleared for the septic tank and drainfield. So, back to the best year outside of today, and I figured out it was when I was about 25. I had been in the Navy for 5 years. I was on a submarine doing some really interesting things. (See the book, "Blind Man's Bluff" for details. Look for USS Halibut.) I had just been advanced in rate to 1st Class Petty Officer. My son had just been born. I had the support of my commanding officer, Captain Charles Larsen for a transfer to Nuclear Power School as an advisor or instructor, and we had done the most interesting deployment ever. Everything was going my way, and life was very, very good. On top of that, my then wife had implants (after she stopped breast feeding our son) and had the nicest looking boobs I had ever seen, which gave her the look she had while breast feeding (She really LIKED how big her boobs got when filled with milk! After all, she was a double A before she got pregnant.), but that was over when it was time to put our son on the bottle.

Like I said, life was very, very good, once upon a time. So, this time when I was 25, was really good, but it is NOT as good as I find my life today, even though I am single in a house which is way too big for me and have missed the total American Dream by a bit. I have a son out there and he is doing well in life, a straight arrow kind of guy. His mother and step-father did a decent job raising him starting with when he was only 5 years old. My son is now 29, going on 30 in a couple of months, and I am so proud that he is doing so well at living life. So, life has been peaks and valleys, and when I was 25 was the biggest peak before my life today, which is an even bigger peak, except for the family part, that is. Life is just SO GOOD to me! I have been on an incredible run of good luck, good things which seem to be happening to me, one after another, time after time. This must be some good karma to make up for the bad karma I have had in my past. Maybe I've finally bought off a lot of the bad karma after all!


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