It has been far too long since I looked in my dad's wood box. As usual this scrap was the first I read and as usual struck me a as just what I need to hear. "The things you treasure more and more are the things you had to struggle for..." What do I treasure?
My dad's first "big job" was with the Lumberman's Association and this clip from a lumberman poet is obviously from that time in his life. It was the mid-1950s and since that's ten years before I was born it is the time in my dad's life that this blog was created for me to discover. A lumberman poet? I must look this guy up. His wisdom my father share is solid and true. What we truly value and desire are things for which we are willing to struggle and the things we will treasure as time goes by are those very things that were not easily acquired. Family, Love, Respect, Education, Friendship, Wisdom, Good Health, Happiness, these things I treasure and struggle for and none are easy but all make life worth living. These are the ends. There are many means. I struggle at time for the means to these ends. I think the wisdom in this clip is to discover what you treasure so that the daily struggle is justified. Struggle is a funny word to me. It's like strut and giggle. There I go cracking myself up again... My struggle will never be the same! Thanks Pops.
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