Yes I am dying . It started in 1952 when I was born . I was given a certain amount of days . I'm 65 years old now , dang seems like it went by fast . I have seen a lot , too much it seems at times . Was there and watched my parents die , saw all their brothers and sisters of them put in the ground . My older family is gone now I am the older one .
From my graduating class in high school it seems few remain , Viet Nam , car accidents , cancer , sickness , drugs , suicide . Yea ...it's been a long road . I graduated in 1970 , the first year of integration of schools in Texas ...yea ..I got stories . LOL , my class slogan was ...To success we hold the key ! Graduating class of seventy !
I have struggled with myself more than anyone else . Was raised by two loving parents . Don't remember not going to church , don't remember not hearing GOD's name called daily . We prayed before meals , mom was forever making a cake or macaroni salad to take for an event at church . Dad was always going to the church to work on the plumbing . mow grass . whatever . My parents never cussed , they never drank , lol..we had a half pint of whisky under the kitchen cabinet to make cough syrup in the winter .
Yea it was another world . When I got on my own working in the oilfield I changed . Drinking , language , lifestyle . But to my credit I'll say I never doubted there was GOD . I have never had a spiritual crisis ...I knew right from wrong . I have never denied GOD but I dang sure did what I wanted to .