Cousin Dora sent me this photo today. It’s me when I was about two. Ain’t I adorable? Today I am closer to 150 than two.
But what would I have told two-year-old me if such a thing were possible? Fun to think about but ….
Any suggestions I might have given that two year old could have resulted in my DEATH.
How about buy Microsoft.? Then I would have millions. I would have bought a Ferrari and wrapped it and my neck around a tree. I would be dead.
- I am delighted the way things turned out. I have been lucky and blessed.
- I think time travel is overrated.
NOTE: My father was always cracking jokes. Soon after I was born he said I didn’t have a sense of humor. He threatened to give me back to the stork. Said I could learn to fly and become a pilot. Then he flapped his arms and glued some feathers on my arms. I found this annoying.
I did not talk for the first four years of my life. They took me to a specialist and he asked me if I could hear him. I nodded, yes. “Can you SPEAK?” he asked.
I nodded yes, again.
“Then let’s hear from you!
So I barked. Everyone laughed.
That joke had taken me most of my life to set up.
My father agreed I was funny but he said we would have to work on my timing.