Real life in real time

Disney's California Adventure
Snapped this pic for a text reply to Cheryl.

Real life in real time.

Cheryl asked me to proactively see if Disneyland still carried the black ‘PIXAR’ tee-shirt that i love.

Her text arrived while exiting Disney’s California Adventure.

Doubled back to have a look.

Nothing.

Texted the Paradise Pier photo to show the effort.

Real life in real time.

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Turning the career page

gas pump prices
In my early 20’s, high gas prices never concerned me. Why? i could not afford a car.

Turning the career page.

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Dear Chapin…

post it hand written note from father to son
Most important to remember, “i love you.” Second most important is this post-it note.

Every month Martín’s parents took a trip to see Grandma and came home on the same train the next day. 

One day the child said to his parents:

′′I’m already grown up. 

Can I go to my grandma’s alone?”

After a brief discussion, his parents accepted.

They stood with him as he waited for the train to exit.

They said goodbye to their son and gave him some tips through the window. 

Martin repeated to them:

′′I know. I’ve been told this more than a thousand times.”

As the train was about to leave, his father murmured in his ear:

′′Son if you feel bad or insecure, this is for you!”

And he put something in his pocket.

Now Martin was alone, 

sitting on the train as he had wanted,

without his parents for the first time.

He was admiring the landscape out the window. 

Around him some unknowns pushed themselves in. 

They made a lot of noise.

They got in and out of the train car. 

The conductor made some comments about him being alone.

One person looked at him with eyes of sadness.

Martin was feeling more uneasy with 

every minute that passed. 

And now he was scared.

He felt cornered and alone. 

He put his head down, and

with tears in his eyes,

He remembered his dad had 

Put something in his pocket.

Trembling, he searched for what his father had given him.

Upon finding the piece of paper he read it:

′′Son, I’m in the last train car!”.

That’s how life is,

We must let our kids go

We must let them try new things. 

But we always like to be

In the last car, watching,

in case they are afraid 

or in case they find obstacles and don’t know what to do.

We want to be close to them.

as long as we are still alive. 

(Adapted from Unknown author)

(note, this isn’t adapted by me…entire piece copied and pasted)

Insight: Everything i have taught you, written, and written some more for you, recorded for you, done with you, equates to me sitting in the last train car.

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Take this job and love it

Disney Keynote Speaker
GNP. Our final Glacier National Park photo from 2014. i was 55, he was 13. i spoke briefly about savoring the moment because it may not happen again. Luckily it has, but hindsight is always 20/20.

My father taught me to work; he did not teach me to love it.

Abraham Lincoln

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We think we have time

Two Dog Flats restaurant
GNP. In 2014 we joked about returning to Glacier to have lunch one more time before school began. We actually returned to Glacier just to have lunch. We stayed a few more days too.

Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart.

William Butler Yeats

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