This Is Who I Am (as dictated by Jeff)

I am a Yankee transplanted in the South, so that makes me a DAMN YANKEE. I recently found out that I was actually old. I always thought I was aged but there was a very sudden change the day I became sixty. You would be silly to think one lousy day would make such a difference but it did. I suddenly realized...I was OLD!

My life is not terrible. There are many things that have happened with me and may be considered bad or good. I would rather think good. There were many things that were important to me such as art, or seeing beautiful sunsets or looking at the ocean. These things changed when I had my stroke and my vision became impaired. Part of me became color blind. I also had a problem with hearing. But since I always had a "tin ear" there was hardly a difference. When I lost my sight I learned that what senses I had, I appreciated. My eyes that are still there see a beauty now I had never seen. I see whole forests but not the leaves. I see clouds but not the birds...shapes and shadows but not the objects. I don't cry because of my eyes. I learned to appreciate everything that has been given me.

I always liked reading but because of my stroke I can't see to write or read anymore My speech is often garbbled. My back is so bad I can hardly walk around. I have trouble with my heart but all this means nothing. I have a wonderful wife and we have a wonderful friend who helps take care of me. If there was anything here that I could change to make my life better I don't know what it would be. These things that have happened to me have made me the person I am.