HARV III

It is a little after 7PM and already getting dark. That makes me think that it is getting a little dark in life too. Remember Old Blues Eyes singing "when I was 21 that was a very good year....."
There are things that we all want to do. So many of us want to write. Me too!! But so much stuff happens to prevent us from following a dream or even an idea we just chuck the whole thing.
Nights I lay in bed thinking about the past and the things that have happened and the things I witnessed. Many incidents are downright depressing and not enjoyable. Many others however were really funny, stupid and misunderstood but happened good or bad. They were still funny.
So I have decided to put them down on paper. I need to make notes, set up scenes and see what I can learn about presenting my case. Good play on words for an old ex-cop huh?
Who will read this rambling mess of words you ask? My family and one good friend who I intend to have an ongoing conversation with throughout the book.
How long will it take you ask?
Why do you ask so many questions?
Does it matter?
I was thinking today during church when the guest pastor was telling the congregation about being thankful to God for getting us through the tough spots in our lives. We've all had them he said. I remember all too well I thought. Then it struck me.
You know, there is nothing I want. We wish for materials things, good health, happiness, nicer home, new car, more money. I have all of that and a fantastic wife of more than 30 years. What more could I ask for.
So I am going to paste my police years, my non-police bitter years, my business years and all the rest of it together to get folks to where I am or at least down the path that got me here.
That's enough for this time but I'll be back.