Happy... a concept that's as different as people are different.
I remember back to 7th grade. A teacher asked the class, one by one, what they wanted to be in life. There were all sorts of expected answers ranging from professions and careers, to being rich and famous and powerful. Lofty ambitions to be sure. I carefully considering everyone elses answers and thought about my response when it was my turn to give an answer. So the teacher asked me... "what do you want to be in life?" My answer was to simply be "happy". He replied that he didn't think I understood the question. My response was... I don't think you understood my answer. Enough said.
And with a few bumps along the way, I have been happy all my life.
And with a few bumps along the way, I have been happy all my life.
One of those bumps was my first wife. Another was that 1972 Pinto.
