Why, did you?
Sorry, but the month of July is filled with birthdays it
seems. There is my great nephew Stephen, TLW (The Little Women), My niece
Christine, my sister-in-laws Maureen, Sara and Angela, and a whole host of
friends from both the past and on Facebook. It seems that this late in the
month is an odd time to mention them, but that is the case.
My birthday too, is in July, and I share it with my great
nephew on the same day. Although there seems to be some disagreement now among
scholars on which day in July is America’s birthday, it still is in July.
Birthdays seem to be a big deal if you work and are a member
of a union: they give you the day off. When I worked, people would always pay
for my lunch, as was the tradition in my field for the most part. But as I get
older, I’m no longer interested in having it acknowledged, celebrated or
remembered, because it points out to the fact that I'm GETTING OLD! Who needs
to be reminded they are getting old?
As a youngster, people used to say when I got to be their
age I would think differently. The statement always offended me because I
thought I was old enough and smart enough to be rational. But of course
rationalization is only good if you apply some experience.
I never personally liked the month of July, with the heat
and humidity, I rather have a day in October or March or any day in between,
the heat gets me down. But not as much as a birthday will.
I discovered that my memory is starting to fade into fuzzy
facts in some cases. I watch very little television, but one show I watch every
night is Jeopardy, because it is supposed to keep my mind sharp. I get most of
the answers providing I know the category well enough to have general
knowledge, but if it is highly scientific or specialized, forget it. But what
is happening is although I know the answers say to a certain question about an
individual: I can’t get the name out. For instance the name of a certain well
known architect and designer of buildings, I visited his birth home in Chicago,
saw his studio in person, own some of his books of his design theories, Frank
Lloyd Wright could not come out of my mouth or to mind!
OK, so I try to do other things to keep my mind sharp, like
crossword puzzles, Sudoku puzzles and any kind of mind game that requires some
deductive reasoning. I don’t want to get any more senile than I am already.
One of the things that I hate the most is this: and it
happened often when I worked. I go to a meeting with say a few of my colleagues
or assistants, and I introduce them to a group at the meeting, when suddenly I
can’t remember one of MY co-workers last names! I draw a blank! Try squeezing
out of that! And being introduced to more than 2 people and I will forget
everyone’s name, including my own!
Going into the next room for something can be an adventure,
wondering what I went into the room for in the first place.
So, please, no happy birthday greetings for me, I’d rather
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