Good conversation

As I get older, the one thing I have acquired a taste for is good conversation with well, non typical people. I went to look at a side job replacing someone's heating system. His wife put some coffee on. Some of his biker buddies stopped over. She mentioned that her son wrote, I mentioned that I wrote. He dug some of his stuff out.  I had some of mine in my truck. Pads got passed around. Everyone did something different for a living, but close enough where no one said " huh or what's that" I spent 3 hours at that table. Drinking good coffee and talking.   Not a bad way to spend them......larry

That is a growing life.  

We learn more off each other even if it is a direction different than us or partial.  Learning to appreciate the others is often more difficult than one can learn among ones own but rarely is this appreciated this before the end of us.

Learn that gap to effectiveness and you will be loved past your days.

Lots of words their spoken between the lines but you get it or not but I hope life is happy, if not, ask why without blame and influence and I hope ones sees.  Then it is up to you.  I have faith in good peoples and those on their way to good peoples.

Sleep well, you did good and it makes me happy to read this!  Keep on, Keepin on!

I always said I got a college education in the milk room of our old dairy farm. At any given time an Agronomist might be there talking about the soil levels of a field, or the needs of a crop. Or there might be a vet working on a dairy cow telling us what we need to doing the future. Or a dairy cow nutritionist...often working in conjunction with the vet. And of course the milk truck driver telling us about all the regulations they are requiring of commercial truck drivers now. Or maybe the mechanic was speaking up about the latest GPS technology in tractors...

You get the idea. It was a collection of a lot of people doing what they love.

People love what they do, and by getting to know people, that is where the real education starts. They key I believe, is to find those that are doers. To many people plan and talk about those plans in my opinion.

Earlier in the year I made a body killing ride on public transport. I met a lot of people. There seemed also to be travelling 'tribes' of fellow travelers trying to make it through this ordeal together. We could trust enough to leave luggage and head for bathroom, and guard the loot in return as needed... someone broke and having insulin problems, we all found enough victuals and beverages for them to be able to take the shot in a little nowhere terminal waiting room at 3 am, stuff like that. And keep an eye on the few weirdos that popped up.

Talked to many people in many places. The last one on the way home, last leg (three hours) told me I was one of the most interesting people he'd met. We actually had a discussion about religion, kept it civil, dug phones out a few times to argue points with facts (cite that chunk, youbetcha) and left on good terms. I thought that a major accomplishment and compliment. That I'm maybe turning into a few people I'd met about that age (low 20's) and thought of similarly, and hoped to be like them someday. We'll see.... (not too many throw rocks at me on here so maybe there is hope)

 Here is a gold nugget that I came away from that table last night.  At time the conversation was light, at times deep. One of his friends talked fondly about his fathers incredible welding skills, the man worked at Cape Canaveral in the late sixties. Like mine, not all dads give a lot of advice, just a half dozen really important ones. He shared this
 " the most important thing to remember in life, is never lie to the man's face you shave every morning"

In my world,this is pen and ink worthy.     Larry
 (Sorry Deb,just saw you posted,you get the picture, lol