Thursday, November 4, 2010

To be young again...if only in my mind...

“I fear all we have done is to awaken a sleeping giant and filled him with a terrible resolve.”
Isoroku Yamamoto

I rode with the exuberant Buffington last night and his strength continues to impress. As he left me repeatedly on the hills of old Duluth, I wept silently, stoically, the forlorn tears of a desperate man, well past his prime, with a future involving a walker, man-diapers, and dentures…Oh the grand zealotry of youth and the suddenness of physical decline!!! I look in the mirror and see an old man playing cards at a nondescript table with a bitter cranky Pramann in a sunset assisted living residence near a tranquil pond...But alas only the good die young!

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