I can’t remember who organized a fishing trip with Noonie and me
one summer afternoon. I was just a few years out of college and hadn’t really spoken
to our old neighbors since my family had moved. Yet, here we were out on the reservoir
fishing together.
To say Noonie was a man of few words would be a profound
understatement. Like many men of his generation, he spoke only when he had something
worth saying. Something I've grown to appreciate as I get older.
As the two of us sat in the boat I noticed Noonie gazing out on
the calm surface of the water. It was peaceful and I felt lucky to be spending time
with someone whose example I had grown to admire.
Unexpectedly, he broke the silence and started talking about his
time in the Navy during World War II.
“We were so young. We didn’t know
what was going to happen. It was scary
at times. I hated most of it to be
honest. But you know, it’s funny, I look
back now and it was probably the best time of my life.” Then he drifted off and didn’t say another
word for the rest of the day.
I realized two things that day. First, life is about
relationships. Knowing you have a support system that will listen to your
concerns, understand your doubts, and lend a hand when you’re in need is always
important.
And second, someday we may regret the moments we spent so much time
trying to speed through. It’s easy to enjoy the ups, be grateful the downs have
passed, but most of living is in the middle. It takes a little more effort, but
since we spend so much time there, it’s well worth learning to appreciate.