I wanted to drop an update an let ya’ll know how things are progressing up here in the land of trees and incredibly poor drivers.
Cami started her job today at the Bremerton Naval Hospital. Needless to say, I am thrilled about it, although when we showed up this morning to get her pass and ID, the office was closed because the Sailors who were supposed to be there were “late.” This is a new concept to me, as I was always under the impression that the one thing we Sailors could not be was “late.” Nevertheless, she finally made it in and I went off to my job working on the management side of Real Estate. Read the rest of this entry
In the summer of 1982, I literally worked my butt off to get to Bremerton, WA. When I left there in the Spring of 1987 it was with the understanding that I would be back. I planned for sooner rather than later, but I would be back to what had – at that point in my life – become “home.”
It’s funny how life moves sometimes and how we end up going to places we never imagined we would be and doing things we never thought we’d do. And in the process sometimes we forget what we thought that we wanted. perhaps we forget about things or something brighter and shinier comes along to distract us from what we thought we wanted.
Time moves inexorably forward, and here we are, almost exactly thirty years later, and the time to go “home” has finally come. Which is strange to me, as over the last twenty years, this – the 209 – has become “home” to me.
So, for the final time from the palatial studios located in the heart of the Great Central Valley of California, here is the last ever 209 Episode of Plausibly Live – The Dave Bowman Show…
Everyday, I try to close the show with a lesson which I learned too many times the hardest way possible. Believe me when I tell you this, tomorrow is not a guarantee. While the world mourns the loss of yet another “one-of-a-kind-misunderstood-and-underappreciated musical genius,” this show, and Cami and I, lost a friend this past week. Rachel was a loyal listener to the show for a very long time, and over that time she became a friend to Cami and I.
Look, everybody has their own demons and issues. We all face them in our own ways, and one of the joys in life is when somebody – a friend – finds their way past those issues and reaches a place in life of happiness and fulfillment. Our friend Rachel certainly found hers at a little country store in Maine, after leaving the Central Valley to start over.
Life is too short and too precious to dwell on the negatives. Rachel found a new life and a new joy in a new place that ended far too soon and for the simple reason that so many of us ignore ourselves. If you don’t feel good, and it keeps going on, go to the damn doctor.
Today as family and friends mourn her loss, I just wanted to remind you again, that you need to take the time – right now – to tell the people who matter in your life that you love them and that you would miss them if they weren’t there. Please don’t pass up those opportunities, You are not promised a tomorrow. And you simply do not want to have the regret of never having another chance to tell people that they matter to you.