I am gonna click off year #52 this year. As a younger and wilder Bski, my family was certain that I would not make it past #30. Since that time, God, family, and friends have forgiven and supported me as I straightened up my act (read this as quit drinking and all the related debauchery). Every day that I open my eyes from sleep, I am grateful for another day. Each and every day is kinda like another new year. Add to this my incredible fortune to have Donna-ski by my side. I am blessed.
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Now, pile on my continued fortune to have a decent job, particularly thru this horrible economy. I have pretty dang good health. Cap all this with the rewarding responsibility of working with and caretaking 44 acres of some of God's best creations.
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Yeah, by sums of 365 days, years are tuff to honestly and accurately rate. I will take 'em one day at a time. That makes yesterday real good, today even better, and tomorrow a crap shoot that I am willing to risk.
