She had fixated on her age
To the degree
That everyone about her,
To her mind,
Was stuck somewhere
In the past,
Forever beautiful,
Forever young,
While she had grown
Older and older.
Depression had set in,
The light in her life
Had dimmed
To a gray hue,
And she had lost
Her perspective
To the lines appearing
In her face.
Then, one day,
She was jettisoned back
Thirty years
To a time
When they were young,
Those beautiful men
Who had made her heart sing
Along with them.
Seeing them again
Made her feel ancient,
Until she began to see the pictures
Of them through the years
And she saw how they, too,
Had aged.
She marveled at the differences
That time had wrought
And suddenly
She didn't feel so decrepit.
Perhaps she wasn't as old
As she had believed.
This book is an autobiographical account of the lessons I learned about life and how I was able to apply them to inspire, motivate and empower others in my own work as a firefighter, as well in my daily life as a husband, a father and a man. When I w
Rosetta was born in 1909 as the youngest of ten children. The family had more laughter than money and neighbors would knock on their door to ask, "Can we come in and laugh, too?"
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