I found a 1946 Huntsville High School yearbook at a thrift store. I thought it was so cool, I had to buy it.
There was a name and address written on the inside cover and I wondered if her house was still standing. My friend (Malia) and I plugged the address into the GPS and headed to downtown Huntsville, Alabama.
We were able to find the address, but I wasn’t sure if it was the house where Sally lived. I walked up to the front door and knocked. The owner opened the door and looked at me with a stern expression. I introduced myself, showed her the yearbook, and explained my mission. I was wondering if she knew when the house was built. The current home owner became interested in my quest and we had a great conversation.
After talking with her and her neighbor, it was confirmed that the house was built in the 1920s, so this is where Sally lived 73 years ago.
I spent the rest of the evening wondering about Sally. What ever became of her? I am sure she never dreamed some random person would find her yearbook at a thrift store in 2019 and start researching information about her life.
I decided to visit the labyrinth and garden located behind Madison Hospital in Madison, Alabama.
I was talking to one of the gardeners and he walked though the herb garden with me. He told me about each of the plants and then we would break off a leaf to smell it.
The herb garden was full of amazing smells. The cilantro had a very strong scent. The chocolate mint smelled like a York Peppermint Patty.
I learned a lot and had a wonderful time.
My life has been full of interesting adventures, because I jump at opportunities when they are presented. When I am scared or nervous, I do it anyway. When I think I can’t do something, I do it anyway. When I think I will probably fail (which happens sometimes), I do it anyway.
Here are a few examples:
- Learned a second language
- Started my own business
- Attended a protest
- Was in a play
- Rode in an airboat
- Stated taking karate classes
- Participated in the Polar Bear Plunge
- Put a giant snake around my neck
- Published a book
- Traveled the world
- Touched a live shark
- Visited a snake handling church
- Got a PhD
This book is about a young man seeking his personal legend (following his dreams).
While I was reading the book, I spent a good deal of time thinking about my own personal legend.
I enjoy reading, traveling, and seeking out unique adventures. I also enjoy writing about my adventures, my life, and my thoughts on various subjects.
At this point in my life, I am able to do all these things. I feel like I am living my own personal legend.
I love to explore abandoned buildings, much to the dismay of my mother.
There is something about walking through them and wondering what stories they might be able to tell. I also wonder about what happened after they fell into disrepair.
In this building, I found a large circle made out of rocks. What was the purpose for this? Was it a group of Wiccans? Was it a bunch of teenagers trying to rebel against their religious upbringing by experiencing with the occult?
The building knows all these answers, but it will never tell.
I am 45 years old today and I am ready to have a mid-life crisis. Here are a few of the things I am considering.
- Marring a rockstar
- Taking part in a brawl
- Buying a Harley-Davidson
- Becoming a stand-up comedian
- Becoming a cryptozoologist
- Becoming a NASCAR driver
- Becoming a volunteer firefighter
- Learning to play the drums
Do you have any ideas for my mid-life crisis? Let me know in the comment section.
When I lived in Moscow, Russia, I used the public transportation system to get around the city. One day, I accidentally got on the wrong bus and ended up in the middle of nowhere.
I was completely lost. I looked around and saw a field with some trees. There was a two lane road, but I didn’t see anything in the distance.
I thought about my predicament for a while. This was in the mid 90’s, so I didn’t have a cell phone. Also, there wasn’t a payphone in the area.
I decided to hitchhike to the nearest subway station. I was very familiar with the subway lines and had a map, so I knew I could get home if I could just get to the subway station.
It was the best plan I could come up with at the time and it worked. I made it home and felt very relieved.
A few days later, I talked to my mom on the phone and told her the story. She was not enthused. I got a lecture about being safe and other stuff like that.