Mountain tree, why ask how old they are?.

As I looked out my hotel room I enjoyed the tall mountains and the beautiful view of south lake Tahoe. This areas is one of the most beautiful places in the world. It has been decades since I was here last. I had forgotten about how curving and exciting the drive through the mountains to the lake was. Along the way I was in awe of the tall pine trees that aline the road. Some of the trees were about the same as on my tree farm. But there were others that were huge, very wide at the base and tall. In looking at each one I was just taking in the beauty of the trees. And I appreciate their presence. I might wonder about their age but I just appreciate that their there. This got me thinking about how I have been recently viewed. It seems to me that once someone knows your age your are put into a category. Instead of just appreciating ones contribution to the environment at work or at home, If age is brought up it seems to change the view of those around you. Certainly, if applying for a job age is considered and sometimes it is appropriate. But when in a meeting or just a causal setting age does not need a issue. My thought is that no matter how old I am I would like to be viewed for my contributions in my presence or imput to any event.
As a doctor told a friend of mine, it is not the number of birthdays you have had but the biological shape you are in. In my case my exterior looks very used but my mind is still active and growing. The facts that some people have alzheimers, but that does not mean everyone 60 and older has it If you wander what age someone is do not make it so automatic to put them into any category. I am proud that I have survived to my age. And I will continue to feel proud of my age and my contributions to any situation.
I think if someone wants to know my age l will bring it up. But no matter how it is discovered, do not automatically put me into a category, like I am to old to participate or learn. Let me demonstrate my skill before limiting my participation. It is odd that age in the past was equal to wisdom, today it can stop participation. I am usually the first one to state it when I am not up to an event, but I like it that that my performance is what takes me out of consideration.
I do not think that people intend to treat senior citizens with any disrespect, but that is what happens when age is used to limit participation. I feel that when that happens to me I am being disrespected and many times I get a little angry about it. Then I want to pull back from everyone and be alone. Luckily I soon get over that feeling and I want to get back into the game.
Just like my appreciation of the tall pine trees I pass. I do not care about their age I just appreciate what they bring to my life.
Pops.

On The Road

As I walked out onto the back porch of my brother and sister inlaws house I looked up at the San Bernadino Mountains and remembered the beauty of a summer night in the calm mosquito free California night. This was the end of 5 days on the road from Texas to California, the first leg of my three week trip.
I am always amazed that settlers crossed such deserts and mountains in covered wagons and on horse back and foot. While I am driving an air conditioned truck at 75 MPH and I think it is long and sometimes threatening. I witnessed large areas of rain crossing the dessert and listened to the loud thunder of a passing storm. I have not listened to the news for over five days.I have shared the road with hundreds of 18 wheelers and rental vans towing a car behind. It reminded me of my life journey that took me from Indiana to California ending in Texas.I watched the drivers of the vans to look like young drivers, just like I once was. I too drove a rental vans or trailer followed by a second car full of belongings to my new life. The journey was long and hard but I had the dream of a new future that called me to go forward.
It is during these moments that I realize that each generation will have the same journeys. The older we get the more negative we see the world and its problem. The world is going to hell in a hand basket is a term spoken by many generations. Yet those rental vans or those covered wagons continue to roll. There is hope and adventure in those van,cars and truck. I saw that in the last five days and was reminded that hope and adventures must continue to happen.I believe it will no matter how the media proclaims doom and the end of a country. The people of this country will survive and grow. The vans will continue to travel to a new adventure with high hopes. We, the people of the USA, will continue to survive and prosper. It is the forth of July and we cellibrate our freedom and in my mind hope and adventure.
Happy forth of July
Pops

When does 100% …

When does 100% not mean 100%. DUDE

As I am setting on the porch every mourning and evening I have time to think about different issues, customs and action that surround my world. So as I am sitting on the porch and listening to the radio and I hear a commercial and in the commercial a person states that they have confidence in a product 120%. I say out loud,  DUDE!  If you have 100% as the most or best rating when you say 120% are you now on a 1000% scale and 120% is a bad rating.  Or when you are at a medical facility and the healthcare professional ask on a scale of one (1) to ten(10) rate your pain. And your answer is  twelve (12) what are you saying ? That you are fine or that you are on a 1000 % scale?  Is it just our nature to over exaggerate our issues or that we do not exist within the normal limit.

If the question is about percent, 100 is the highest standard. So pick a number between 1 and 100. There is no 120% unless your standard is 1000%. 12 is not between 1 and 10. I use to try and explain to the person who has answer 120% or 12 that the number has to be within the limits. But NO, they are in the outer limits. So after a while I just gave up trying to explain the limits of the ratings and recorded their answer.

Is it a matter of our education in math or our communication skills and the ability for people to understand the question.

Are you so special that normal standards do not apply to you or are you just being goofy?

So now when the answer is 120% or 12 – I reply -REALLY, WOW, GET OUT OF TOWN, COME ON MAN or DUDE!