Sunday, October 10, 2010

The Old Man and the Lake

There lived on the shore of Manitou an elderly gentleman. He dispensed bait and pier parts and other things a fisherman might need. His disposition was always sunny. One day my wife asked him if he had a secret to his longevity. He thought--and then with a smile--he said, "well, every morning I walk to the water's edge and look to the heavens and say, 'thank you Lord for this day.'" Today is one of those days on Manitou. We are into Indian Summer, the lake is a mill pond with just a bit of breeze. We are in our shirtsleeves, and are indeed thankful for this day.