Living in a world of power and influence where we have none and are often scorned and mocked behind our backs I wake up every morning thinking for who we are we did pretty good.
My Last Evening With Greatness by Kathy Williams
You wouldn’t think it but I consider myself to be a very lucky person.
Born to parents with meager means who only knew to work hard be law abiding and earn an honest penny I found that although the wolves abound and are leering around every nook and cranny and corner with a firm hold on your root beliefs and spiritual faith you can make it.
We’ve been making it by the skin of our teeth you might say.
Living in a world of power and influence where we have none and are often scorned and mocked behind our backs I wake up every morning thinking for who we are we did pretty good.
I can also say we have rubbed shoulders and sort of hobnobbed with the affluent who we found to be very gracious and favorable.
They always had a kind word and ingratiating way about them.
Although they were a higher up they never treated us as though they were. Just awfully kind and ingratiating. Appreciated.
As in life there are going to be ups and downs. In particular in political life which is wrought with competition.
All in all I think they fought the good fight and never lost their dignity always held their heads up and always persevered.
My last meeting with the affluent who had reached the station in life of Judgeship he had asked me down to his residences. When I went into the house he was seated at their kitchen table having a meal. Steak and potatoes and a vegetable.
Whatever we talked about. He was not a hard man to talk to. Was not arrogant nor aloof. Kind of had a good understanding of life and people’s places in it.
Was really good natured as are his kids.
I guess the conversation stemmed around there was a lot at stake people understood that and sought to find solutions amidst a chaotic and ungracious nemesis.
We never spoke again. Everything went black in my life. The kids married and moved on. I heard one day he died. I did not attend the funeral. Too many dignitaries I felt I would be out of place. I saw Ellie afterwards. Still maintaining. It had to be the hardest day of her life.
I guess we still get on line and call each other from time to time. That needed hug or encouragement we all need.
But worlds apart and lives apart.
Still. My last evening with greatness was really great.
Really great people hold no prejudice. They see the world the way it is and are most willing to talk to anyone in it and learn. If everyone did that, it would be a wonderful world.
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My Last Evening With Greatness by Kathy Williams
