Day 3652: Jobs and Dad.

 

 

"Uncertainty":  acrylic on canvas

 

 

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The last words of Steve Jobs, billionaire, dead at 56:

 

"I have reached the pinnacle of success in business." In other people's eyes my life is a success. However, aside from work, I’ve had little joy. At the end of the day, wealth is just a fact I’ve gotten used to.

Right now, lying on my hospital bed, reminiscing all my life, I realize that all the recognition and wealth I took so much pride in, has faded and become meaningless in the face of imminent death.

You can hire someone to drive your car or make money for you, but you can't hire someone to stand sick and die for you.

Material things lost can be found again. But there is one thing that can never be found when it is lost: Life. Whatever stage of life we are currently at, in time we will face the day the curtain closes.

Love your family, spouse, children and friends. Treat them right. Cherish them.

As we get older, and wiser, we slowly realize that wearing a $300 or $30 watch both give the same time. Whether we have a $300 or $30 wallet or purse, the amount inside is the same. Whether we drive a $150,000 car or a $30,000 car, the road and the distance are the same, and we reach the same destination. Whether we drink a $1000 or $10 bottle of wine, the hangover is the same. Whether the house in which we live is 100 or 1000 square meters, loneliness is the same.

You will realize that your true inner happiness does not come from material things of this world. Whether you travel first class or economy class, if the plane crashes, you go down with it.

Therefore, I hope you realize, when you have friends, brothers and sisters, with whom you discuss, laugh, talk, sing, talk about north-south-east or heaven and earth,... this is the real happiness!!

An indisputable fact of life: Don't raise your children to be rich. Educate them to be happy. When they grow up, they will know the value of things and not the price. "

 

Someone mentioned liking the Dad stories, so here is another ...

I am my father's daughter. I still love cars.

Dad was a former Greyhound bus driver, and eventually a studio driver and teamster for the movie studios. Cars were a regular part of our conversation. He could tell you which cars drove well, and which were "loggy" or drove like a tank, and so on.

Dad's been gone 26 years but cars are such a reminder.  

As I have mentioned, Dad grew up experiencing firsthand the hardships of the depression. He was forever frugal. Beyond frugal.

The recent gas prices reminded me of his habit of driving however far to get the lowest price gas for his VW. (By the way the old VW's had a lever that you could turn and you would add another 1-1/2 gallons from a reserve tank). I remember thinking surely he is spending more than the difference in price driving the farther distance? But I said nothing.

He had a little notebook that he kept in the glove compartment, and as he waited as the gas was pumped, he would write with a pencil the current mileage to check his mpg. And, he would keep track of the date, the number of gallons, and at what price. I can still see the pages of figures, and the pencil smudges over time.

 Memories.

 

 

 

A fun 2 -minute video, Eggs Change, here.

 

Just because ...

 

 

Snow Owl

 

Smiles for Friday ...

 

  

 

   

 
  

 

   

 

 

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