Posts Tagged: retirement

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  What I’ve Noticed About Retirement So Far 10 Observations from Year Three by Ken Rummer 1. Getting the hang of retirement takes time. People told me it would take a year and a half. Retirement did start to feel less awkward about then. But even now, in my third year of retirement, I’m not… Read more »

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words on wings   Words on Wings Tracks In Mud by Ken Rummer Scrabble tiles and a stuffed bird. The museum plaque identifies the artist as Phil Parker. I’m looking at an assemblage of objects presented in a shadowbox, and yes, that is a bird in there, and Scrabble letters. The wooden tiles stand at attention on two… Read more »

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Growing old Encore time? by Ken Rummer     Ut enim non omne vinum, sic non omnis natura vetustate coacescit. As indeed not every wine, so not every person with the passage of years grows sour.   Cicero, De Senectute (On Old Age), from section 66, my translation   Now that I’m retired, I find I’m wondering more about… Read more »

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Measuring A Life Wonderings, Fears, and Taking Stock by Ken Rummer Now in the seventh decade of my life, I wonder how I have done. Has my life been well-lived? Have I made the most of it? Has it mattered? As a teenager, I had a Peanuts cartoon on my wall. Snoopy is resting/sleeping on… Read more »

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Rocks and Stones Excavations In Memory by Ken Rummer   I noticed that my last post got a little deep in the rocks  (https://www.presbyterianmission.org/today/2018/02/02/sightings-11/). And I started wondering why. It might go back to my early years. At some point in childhood, I got into rocks. I think it was fossils that did it. One… Read more »

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The View A temporary blessing by Ken Rummer   I’m going to miss the view. I knew it wouldn’t be forever, this view from the back of our new house. Sooner or later, the owners of the field beyond the trail would get an offer they wouldn’t refuse, and the field would begin to sprout… Read more »

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  Missing Choir Hearts on Fire, Brains on Ice* by Ken Rummer Eight months into retirement, I realized I missed singing in the choir, a surprising conclusion for one who never took choir in school. There was an elementary school solo on “I Dream of Jeannie With The Light Brown Hair” and a fifth grade… Read more »

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  The Field One Last Crop by Ken Rummer Beyond our yard is the trail and beyond the trail is the field. The field marches north to the dusty fog that marks the gravel of the next mile road. Thomas Jefferson’s grid of surveyed squares is much in evidence around here. This is land the… Read more »

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  The ambush Jumped by nothing to do by Ken Rummer Well, it finally came, and when it did, it took me by surprise. My friend had headed for home after helping me paint the garage floor. My wife was off caring for a grandchild. And I was sitting in the reading chair watching the… Read more »

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  Fireflies The light is for shining by Ken Rummer   Wild flowers are blooming on the embankment leading up to the trail. It’s an old railroad right of way that’s being encouraged to go natural, now sporting some prairie grasses and the blooms that show with them. This being our first summer here, I… Read more »