Welcome to The Epic! I am launching this blog as a manifesto for and a guide to living well. The title and motto of the blog are taken from the Epicureans, at least some of whom believed in the notion that not one minute of the future was guaranteed to them and that as a result they had the duty to live life to its fullest every moment.
I believe in discovering fun and pleasurable things wherever I find myself each day and I am told I have a knack for unearthing them. My hope is that by sharing in my pleasures and some of my ways of finding them you will begin to collect all the riches that lie in the moments of your life. They are there. Take them! All our lives should be.....Epic.
Tuesday, June 2, 2015
A View Of Hats
Today work took me well through lunch. I am not a person that enjoys missing my lunch. The event makes me rather grouchy. Seeing my mid-day repast, I was strolling down the main street of my town and noticed a young family walking toward me. Mom and Dad looking at a map and a young boy, perhaps six years old, walking along side. Both Dad and boy were wearing identical camp shirts and matching straw pork pie hats like this one. As I passed them the boy gave me, of course the only man on the street in a suit and tie, a half grin and a little wave. I gave him a little salute. One dandy to another.
I recall only too well the oh so brief period of time when my son wanted to dress just like me. When his most prized possession was a linen double breasted jacket. That time did not last long. And I miss it. And him thinking that I hung the moon. As all fathers of boys know, the tumble from demi-god to mortal is rapid, steep and long. As it is meant to be.
I went and got a drink. Stared into it. Reminded myself, again, that the important thing isn't whether he ends up learning how to dress from watching me but that he learn how to act from watching me. At least on my good behavior. But there are times like today. Times when I really miss that little double breasted jacket. My meal arrived. I ate.
In my mid 50s, husband, father and itinerant storyteller. I am a putative jazz singer, poet and novelist, dedicated to mining every minute of life for the veins of pleasure they contain. My motto is "Dum Vivimus, Vivamus"..."While we Live--LET US LIVE".