Thinking at the Cemetery

The oldest graveyard in Athens, Alabama, is a block from the courthouse and is known as Old City Cemetery.  Most of the graves are unreadable and many of them have been damaged over the years.  However, the grave of John Craig received a new marker recently.  He was a soldier in the Revolutionary War, so his grave has been maintained over the years.

I was sitting in the cemetery looking at his grave and wondering about his life.  His world was filled with uncertainty.  The American Colonies were going to war with England (a world super-power at the time).

If the war was lost, he could be executed for treasonous acts.  If the war was won, his world would still be filled with upheaval and unknown circumstances.  He would be living in a brand new country that was trying to establish a government.

I wonder what he must have thought about his future possibilities.  Did he think about future generations and how much his actions would effect them?  Was he afraid of the unknown future?  Was he filled with feelings of invincibility and the optimism of youth?

John Craig was fighting a war for a country that was only a dream at the time.  He was willing to die, for the idea of a free land and an independent nation.

His willingness to fight and give his life, if necessary, is still honored today.  His grave marker is maintained and replaced when needed.

Did he ever wonder if he would be remembered by generations that would be born hundreds of years in future?  Could he even imagine the idea of someone sitting at his grave thinking about his life in the year 2016?

Family Reunion at the Funeral Home

I was at a funeral a few weeks ago, and I was talking to family members I haven’t seen in ages.  Of course everyone was saying things like, “We only get together at funerals.  We should do better, but I’ve been so busy.”

It’s a common sentiment in our day and time, but it got me thinking.  Are we really that busy?  The answer is “no.”

When someone dies, we always find time to be there for their funeral.  Why can’t we do that when they are alive?

Would you Rather….

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Would you rather win a Nobel Prize or be a rockstar?  I came across this question the other day and it got me thinking.

I would rather win a Nobel Prize.  As a Nobel Prize winner, I would receive recognition for my achievements and it would be a great honor.  It would open up possibilities for grant money or really cool jobs.  I would also receive cash prizes, which is nice.

If I was a rockstar, I would be famous and have no privacy.  People would follow me and try to take my picture.  I am an extreme introvert, so I would hate dealing with that.  I would also have to tour constantly and would have very little personal time.  Even though being a rockstar would make me mega rich, I would still prefer being a Nobel Prize winner.

How about you?  Would you rather win a Nobel Prize or be a rockstar?

Lamenting Lost Stuff

I don’t know what it is about certain items.  I just can’t seem to keep track of them.  For example, if I buy an umbrella I probably will only get to use it once.  I tend to leave my umbrellas in strange locations and they are never found again.  Eventually, I gave up on caring umbrellas and just deal with the rain.

I also tend to misplace my drinks.  I will have several open drink containers in the house, because I forgot where I put my last drink.  Eventually, I go around and collect them up and put them all on my desk.  That way I can find them, the next time I get thirsty.

This is one of the reasons I don’t carry a purse.  I would never be able to keep track of it.  I would be a nervous wreck, trying to keep up with a bag full of valuable items.

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