1000 Marbles

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's
the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the
unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few
hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.

         A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the basement shack with a
steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other.
What
began as a typical Saturday morning, turned into one of those lessons that
life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it.

        I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham
radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net.   Along the way,
I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden
voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting
business. He was telling whoever he was talking with someone about "a
thousand marbles." I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had
to say. "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure
they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your
family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty
or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your
daughter's dance recital."

He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has
helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when
he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles."

     "You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The
average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some
live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years."

     "Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is
the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire
lifetime. Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part."

       "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this
in any detail," he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over
twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be
seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy."

        "So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I
ended up having to visit three toy stores to roundup 1000 marbles. I took
them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right
here in the shack next to my gear. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one
marble out and thrown it away." "I found that by watching the marbles
diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is
nothing like watching your time here on
this earth run out to help get your priorities straight." "Now let me tell
you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out
for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the
container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then I have been
given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more
time." "It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your
family, and I hope to meet you again here on the
band. 75 year Old Man, this is K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!"

      You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed
off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work
on the antenna that morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams
to work on the next club newsletter. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my
wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast."
   "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special,
it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the
kids.   Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some
marbles."

         HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND AND MAY ALL SATURDAYS BE SPECIAL!

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