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I turned 50 in December. “Turning” 50 sounds so nice and Vanna White-ish, doesn’t it? Vanna approaches a large two-digit board and turns a five and then a zero. I “turned” 50. I feel more like I “hit” 50. Not “hit” like Babe Ruth hit 714 home runs. I mean “hit” like Arte Johnson in his yellow slicker on Laugh-In when he hit the stop sign on his tricycle and fell over. That’s the kind of “hit 50” I can relate to.
So, as my first-grade teacher, Mrs. Farmer, was fond of asking, “What, young man, do you know for sure?” Here is some of my accumulated wisdom at 2-and-a-half score:
1. Taking a chance is worth the risk if the goal is something one truly has one’s heart set on. My wife took my breath away the first time I saw her. If I hadn’t worked up the nerve to get to know her, I wouldn’t have the opportunity to have my breath taken away again and again for the rest of my life.
