Waves of life engulf me in a dizzying instant.
WOW!
What are the chances?
Forget the miraculous blind luck of surviving the period of time since '47.
What do you suppose the odds were of Frank and Doris meeting and producing me in the first place?
Potato Famine and Lutheran Upheaval in two different countries across the Atlantic Ocean had to happen first.
Then, my food and freedom seeking immigrant ancestors had to gather their meager belongings, survive crossing said Atlantic, and settle in the same general area of the US.
Otherwise Frank and Doris never would have found one another.
Fortunately for Yours Truly, none of my ancestors followed the "Go West Young Man" advice.
Factory jobs in the Industrial Northeast held them in place.
Talk about a blessing and a curse.
Then came The Great Depression and WWII.
A couple of years later the fun began.
And, in the blink of an eye, it was now.
Like I said...life in a dizzying instant.
Phewww!
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