losing your marbles

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chasduster

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It is long but worth the eyes........

3900 SaturdaysThe older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings.
Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being
the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of
not having to be at work. Either way, the first few
hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the garage
with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and
the morning paper in the other. What began as a
typical Saturday morning turned into one of
those lessons that life seems to hand you
from time to time.Let me tell you about it.I turned the dial up into the phone portion of
the band on my ham radio in order to listen to
a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I
came across an older sounding chap, with a
tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know
the kind; he sounded like he should be in the
broadcasting business He was telling whomever
he was talking with something about 'a thousand
marbles.' I was intrigued and stopped to listen
to what he had to say.'Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with
your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a
shame you have to be away from home and your
family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow
should have to work sixty or seventy hours a
week to make ends meet. It's too bad you missed
your daughter's dance recital' he continued.
'Let me tell you something that has helped me keep
my own priorities.' And that's when he began to
explain his theory of a 'thousand marbles.''You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic.
The average person lives about seventy-five years.
I know, some live more and some live less, but on average,
folks live about seventy-five years.''Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with
3900, which is the number of Saturdays that the average
person has in their entire lifetime. Now, stick with me,
Tom, I'm getting to the important part. It took me until
I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any
detail', he went on, 'and by that time I had lived through
over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking
that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a
thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store
and bought every single marble they had. I ended up
having to visit three toy stores to round up 1000
marbles. I took them home and put them inside a
large, clear plastic container right here in the shack
next to my gear.''Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble
out and thrown it away. I found that by watching the
marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important
things in life.''There is nothing like watching your time here on this
earth run out to help get your priorities straight.''Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with
you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning,
I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure
that if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given a
little extra time.
And the one thing we can all use is a little more time.''It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with
your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band.
This is a 75 Year old Man, K9NZQ, clear and going QRT,
good morning!'You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow
signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about.
I had planned to work on the antenna that morning, and then
I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next
club newsletter.Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss.
'C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast.'
'What brought this on' she asked with a smile.' 'Oh, nothing
special, it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday
together with the kids. And hey, can we stop at a toy store
while we're out? I need to buy some marbles.'A friend sent this to me, so I to you, my friend.And so, as one smart bear once said...
'If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred
minus one day, so I never have to live without you.'
- Winnie the Pooh.Pass this on to all of your FRIENDS, even if it means sending
it to the person that sent it to you.And if you receive this e-mail many times from many
different people, it only means that you have many FRIENDS.And if you get it but once, do not be discouraged for you will
know that you have at least one good friend...And that would be ME.
 
That's a great story Chas,and one that really does make you think.Dying is one of my biggest fears and your story gets me to thinking how close I am. Sends a chill up my spine.But I 'm glad to see it had a positive effect on you,sounds like your family life will be even better in the future.8)
 
A very touching story Chas, and merely points out, that we all would have done some things differently. I know men who have no recollection of their children growing up. Gone when they got up and in bed when they got home. I used to be a work-a-holic 330 days a year and most of it was with overtime worked too. NOT a recommended way to live! Get things right with the Lord and secure a Heavenly home for eternity. God bless you`ll. Wayne
 
I should have said this in the beginning....a good friend of mine sent this to me....and all a good story.....Keep the Faith
 
WOW!!!! 52 saturdays went by almost to the date did anybody blink... I was just poking around on here tonight and found this from last year... Crazy how time flys by. Seems like yesterday I posted this.... I hope everybody on here gets to read this, it's a cool story...
 
Im 52 so this was also very poignant for me. My son is 15 and very close to becoming a man. He will be leaving for college in less than 3 years. I've decided that I have to teach him something every day that will hopefully help him avoid making a lot of the same mistakes I did. So I have less than 156 Saturdays.
 
This past saturday i got up a little early and waited for a friend to come by to drop a load of mulch for my wife. He wanted to do it early cause it was his daughters b-day. I spread the mulch as my wife left for TN to pick up our grandbaby. I messed around then washed my 69 barracuda so i could take it to my uncles funeral. All his kids were there with their mom. You could tell how much he was loved. He was a man who loved his family and the Lord and it showed. At 84 his marbles ran out. I just counted and have used 1979 of mine. Ive seen this before but it always makes me think. God gives us this life for a reason. Just in case your wondering why...it's not to work ourselves to death.

And r.i.p. Claude Elmer Case
 
I had just read something similar earlier today. A tombstone has a birth and a death seperated by a dash. That little dash represents your time on this earth. What does your dash represent?
 
I have to work this Saturday..... At least it's with a co-worker who's a good friend too.

KD0NTS
 
Well if I had been counting, my marbles would have been gone this past february. Although I know this old body is wearing out and I have some problems,I just don't worry about it. Not looking forward to dying,but not worried about it either. Would like to improve some health issues and be able to enjoy whatever time is left a little more.
 
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