What constitutes as fun changes over a lifetime. As a boy fun involved riding my bike, climbing trees, playing every kind of ball there was, and reading the World Books to name a few. Over the years, I’ve progressed or regressed with golf and tennis, reading novels, travels with Suzy and friends, beaches and mountains, and much much more. Now, as I look forward to the future I remind myself to have fun. It is so easy when one is older to fall into a rut or routine and forget to have fun. The activities may be more modest, but having fun ought to be the goal. I may not be able to climb a tree anymore, but a game of catch would still be nice. Climbing a mountain may be out, but a nice hike in the woods or park is still doable, and a polish dog and an ice cold beer at the baseball park is still a possibility.
On this holiday and special day give some thought to what you consider fun and then resolve to have some. I really think having fun will be the best vaccine we can take.
PS: Today is my birthday! I made my Razorback football number — 73. Thank you George and his family. When we met almost eleven years ago, I set making my number as a goal. We made it!