“The Wisest Man I Ever Knew” – Prayer Of A Not Dying Man

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As a starry-eyed boy, Dad knew everything.  As a finding-myself teenager, my father suddenly knew less and less.  As an arrogantly independent young man, “the old man” knew nothing.  As a struggling-to-do-my best father and husband, a grandfather and husband of half a century began to learn, again.  As a growing-older old man myself, my dad, my hero, my best friend became the wisest man I have ever known.

Heritage is a gift.  Legacy is a burden.  Wisdom is a product of both.   

Thank you for listening,

A Not Dying Man

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