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April 2004
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Dear Friends:
1,000 Marbles
The
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 basement shack 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.
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, 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. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital."
He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep
a good perspective on 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 1,000 of them left to enjoy. Only 1,000. And that was if I was lucky. So I
went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had."
"I ended up having to visit three toy stores to roundup 1,000 marbles. I took
them home and put them inside of 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 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. 75 year Old Man, this is 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."
"Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."
In Good Health;
Larry Herman,
DC Shanon Holcomb, DC Jim McDermott, DC
Steve Waters, DC Jan Herman, DC
Chris Morgenstern, DC
Joe Dragonette, DC Chris Hartley, DC Joe
Brady, DC