I’ve been traveling the last few days and haven’t had computer access for more than a couple of minutes. I got to spend some time with old friends in Maine, and another friend outside of Boston, and now I’m going to visit family in Rhode Island.
I was quite sad to hear that Andy Griffith died – as well as Ernest Borgnine. Andy Griffith helped me through my childhood by representing the father I wish I had, and by remaining on television through specials and through his Matlock series. I never watched Matlock more than once or twice, but just knowing he was still around was comforting to me.
Ernest Borgnine didn’t elicit the same kind of emotional response in me that Andy Griffith did, but I found him entertaining and funny (unless he was performing in a serious role, of course).
Time is moving on. With every person from my parents’ generation that passes away, I feel pulled that much closer to the end of my life’s track as well. I know I’m still pretty much in the middle of my life – and if I weren’t so tired, I’d celebrate that…
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