Papa's Journal

I wrote this journal as a keepsake for my two grandkids; Lauren and Ryan Hutchinson. At first I thought that I would try to write about my very first memories and proceed chronologically. I thought it would be a kind of autobiography. However, I quickly changed my mind. Each day during the year, I recorded my thoughts as they occurred to me. I let them wander like a lazy river that meanders through the countryside freely flowing along the path of least resistance. Some of the entries...
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I wrote this journal as a keepsake for my two grandkids; Lauren and Ryan Hutchinson. At first I thought that I would try to write about my very first memories and proceed chronologically. I thought it would be a kind of autobiography. However, I quickly changed my mind. Each day during the year, I recorded my thoughts as they occurred to me. I let them wander like a lazy river that meanders through the countryside freely flowing along the path of least resistance. Some of the entries you might find boring and sometimes you might skip around but I understand that. I don't mean this to be an autobiography because I find that a little egotistical. It is simply memories and events that occurred in my life. As I am writing this I also understand that some days there may be a flood of memories into the river and some days there may be a short drought; the river will slow down to a trickle. I will try to be as accurate as possible but my memory will fail at times. I will attempt to describe the dates and the locations and the participants but for sure I want to describe the people who helped fill my life, gave me my memories, and formed my personality. I have a knack for remembering names and I will add those when I can but sometimes I will not use a name to protect the identity of that person. Mostly these people were family so therefore they are related to you. But not all of them were related; some were neighbors, some were friends, others were teachers, some were students, co-workers, and some were strangers and many of these non-related people, I loved as much as family. I believe strongly that you cannot have too many friends and that you can learn something from everyone who crosses your path. Keep in mind that for the rest of your life everyone you meet is a either blessing or a lesson.