{"id":53095,"date":"2022-09-28T17:16:26","date_gmt":"2022-09-28T17:16:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/?p=53095"},"modified":"2022-09-28T17:16:26","modified_gmt":"2022-09-28T17:16:26","slug":"time-is-merciless","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/?p=53095","title":{"rendered":"Time is merciless"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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As much as I enjoy becoming an old man — something neither of my parents were allowed to do — I must admit a certain trepidation over at least one element of old age.<\/p>\n

My peers are leaving this good Earth, seemingly at an increasing pace.<\/p>\n

Mom died at 61; Dad died at 59. I am about to turn 73. I would much rather be among the living than cavorting with them, wherever they are. But, dang! — it’s tough to hear about individuals I know personally, contemporaries of mine, who have gone on to their great reward.<\/p>\n

Just this week, I learned of a former journalism colleague who died of a heart attack. We managed to stay in touch via social media and I enjoyed keeping up with his doings and goings-on. Now he’s gone … forever.<\/p>\n

There have been many others. I won’t bore you with details on them. Just know, though, that as someone who continues to enjoy relatively good health, I am acutely aware that time has this way of sneaking up on everyone.<\/p>\n

A longtime friend and former colleague — a fellow with whom I only recently renewed contact — has been fond of reminding us that “no one gets outta here alive.”<\/em><\/p>\n

Well, there you go. The clock keeps ticking. It is relentless and it shows no mercy. None! Ever!<\/p>\n

I will continue to live by own belief that getting old surely beats the daylights out of the alternative.<\/p>\n

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