Last night I was sitting in my room, thinking about how long it had been since I lost Joyce and so many old friends; suddenly I realized my thinking was backwards.
Instead of wallowing in pity, what I should be reminiscing about is how lucky I have been to have had friends and the love of my life.
I can think of 4 times during my navy years when I could have been killed. One second was the difference between what would have been a reversal for Joyce. She would have been living alone and perhaps thinking about losing me.
Bill
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