While waiting for some water to boil in the microwave the other day, it struck me how much time we spend, or waste, waiting. We wait for traffic lights and elevators or in cars waiting for someone.
And then there is the indirect waiting … for a return call, an appointment, an aspirin to kick in, the mail, days till vacation, years until retirement.
When I came to Seymour 44 years ago to teach at Seymour High School, there was the natural excitement of a first teaching position, and every day was a new beginning. The idea of retirement was almost a foreign concept.
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