A man I worked with died today. I am dumbfounded. Sad. Regretful. Upset. Upset with myself for not getting to know him better. I feel like I really missed out on a great friend. He was an older gentleman. He loved to tell stories. I wish I would have listened. He served in the military, what stories I bet he could have told! After the military, he was a police officer until he retired. A good man. Then, because of the highly successful progran called Social Security... he came out of retirement and took a position here at ancestry.com Inc. as a night guard. I do not know how many years he spent here, I do not know about his family; if he left his wife behind or if he has finally gone home to be with her. Whether or not he has children. But I do know that he was a good man- IS still a good man. I know that he loved people, and their smiles. He would take photos for the employees when they first started here and he would always comment on how beautiful peoples' smiles were. If you weren't so please with your picture he was happy to take it until you were satisfied, jabbering the entire time about nothing of consequence. I wish I would have listened.
Its interesting that when someone passes away, no matter how significant or insignificant they are in my life, it always make me take stock of my own, and the people in it. We only get one life and I pray with all my heart that I can live the rest of my future full-hearted and full steam ahead. Whether that means taking a lazy day watching the clouds float by or running myself from dawn to dusk. I want to finish or at least put a dent in my bucket list. There are too many wonderous things on this planet that I do not want to miss out on. I want to LIVE. I want to DO. and I want to be remembered. Good memories.
I knew Jim for maybe six months, saw him close to every night and spoke to him maybe ten times within that time frame. From that amount of interaction I was drawn to his pleasant demeanor. If that is all that people remember me for when I pass away, then that is good enough.
Here's to a good man.
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