There was an old saying at the mission that rings true now some 40 years later. “There’s nothing in it for you.”
I didn’t really understand then just how profound that simple statement was. But Time is a faithful teacher. And as I look now in the mirror and see a much more wrinkled image with a head laden with a heavy hoary frost, I take more time to contemplate the increasing fragility of my physical state. It seems that the reality of my own mortality crowds daily into my thoughts.








