Reflections on human frailty
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Both of my fathers — my biological parent and my step parent who took me in as one of his own unconditionally.
Neither of these men were anything I would consider weak. They were loyal, reliable, and hardworking straight talkers who meant what they said and acted accordingly without a second thought regarding those petty outside opinions which are bound to surface during the course of human interactions and sociality.
They didn't fall into any politically correct trap dominating them with the remote control of those leftist indoctrinated idiots with which we coexist.
They were their "own" men. Not some mindless lemming out to survive by doing what everyone else does regardless of the lack of efficacy or immorality.
Even in the face of the closure of their lives they were satisfied with who they were and accepted their fates with a calm demeanor and steadiness I would be proud to own myself.
Theirs was not the condition of being weak and delicate despite advanced age.
They had various physical infirmities which they kept to themselves without any resulting incapacity or impairment until the very end.
They both maintained a moral fortitude of character we simply don't always encounter on the earth.
On this the commencement of my sixty fourth anniversary of earthly existence I am fortunate to have had both the attention and concern of these two excceptionally fine human beings.
The rest of you should be so lucky.