As the song goes "Here's to good friends, tonight is kind of special..." I have recently reconnected with many friends over the past year through Facebook. Ironic in a way as a special person in our lives passed away this past week after a lengthy illness. Altho I didn't know him as well as I wish, Bumper and I had the good fortune to visit my wife's uncle, a pastor of many years, and his family a couple summers ago and had a great time, great meal and great swim. We also had the good fortune to have him and my uncle preside over our wedding with our then pastor.
As we get older we should remember our families and try to visit more, contact more, even just drop a note or email to say hi. It has been said that I am "too sensitive" and that I wear my heart too much on my sleeve. Maybe so but I feel that my upbringing was a good one and that my family is close-knit, getting together at holidays and the occasional cook out. As "good fortunes" go, we were able to cram up to 35 people into a 1 bed room bungalow on my Grandmother's 80th birthday and still be able to surprise her; talk about close-knit! We are so tight that strangers and new friends helped in surprising my mother for her recent birthday - and the size of the family had doubled at this point. For many years my Grandparents hosted Christmas and Thanksgiving with a table built from an extended dining table, a card table and piece of plywood extending from the dining room into the living room - and we kids STILL had to eat at the kids' table in the den.
My point of all this is just don't keep your memories reserved in a photo album. Remember the old memories and create new ones. Keep in contact with your loved ones and not-so loved ones and don't let time race past as we so often do. Take time to relax and enjoy their company, have family game night, shoot the breeze in the back yard looking at the clouds. Dance in the kitchen at Christmas, cook omelets with your kid and be the king of popcorn-making. Run beside your kid, teach him to ride a bike and let him teach you to fly. Play endless War card games or go canoeing with your grandfather or talk with your family about the time he painted his shoes white. Walk and hold hands with your wife and put up with your mother's tales of when you were young. Heck, even play freeze tag in the back yard, no matter your age; you never know what you'll miss until it's gone.
RIP Uncle Gene