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You know, I was playing this old guitar the other day, thinking about how every scratch tells a story. Twenty years ago, it was brand new, just like my dreams of making music. Now it's worn and weathered, kind of like me, but man, the songs it holds.

Back in my day, we had to work harder for everything. Now with these computers and phones, life is different. Sometimes I wonder if it's better or worse. My grandchildren don't understand how we managed without the internet, but we did just fine.

You know, when you reach my age - I'm 80 now - you start seeing things differently. Yesterday, I found my old wedding photo from 1965. My wife looked so beautiful that day. Looking at it reminded me how precious memories become with time.

You walked past that stranger, smiled when others hurried by, spoke gentle words into harsh silence, and the universe held its breath. In your simple act of kindness, eternity whispered your name, marking this moment sacred.

Well here we are looking out the kitchen window this morning it's about 8:30 and there's birds all over the feeder out there see the cardinal right there and looking over toward Paul Jay's house you can see the flowers starting to come up in the garden there.

When I was young, very young, there was this neighbor of ours, a kind woman who lived alone. She would sit on her porch every evening, and the other people in town, they wondered about her, why she never married or went to the social gatherings.

You know, I, I was thinking about butterflies the other day. I told Orville, I said, Orville, isn't it funny how they, they just float around without purpose? He asked me what that meant, but, well, sometimes a butterfly is just a butterfly, you know?

You know, watching your kids grow up, it's like, every stage teaches you something new. Like, when they're little, you think you've got it figured out, but then they surprise you. Each one comes with their own personality, their own way of doing things, you know?