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Did you ever have a sad day? A day where you just want to shut the world out, and sit in your room with the curtains drawn? That is me today, as I write this.

While editing the final version of this book, I came across this.
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Pam and I never had a plan nor a schedule. When we left Connecticut on Drift Away inSeptember of 2011. We intended to wander south as our mood and circumstances dictated, which we more or less did. However, returning to upstate New York, ten acres of land in the Adirondack Park fell into our laps, just like Drift Away did a couple of years ago.

The land is all wooded except for a road that was put in by the previous owner. We intend to build a house, garage, and barn (for horses) after clearing the land to see the view of Shaker Mountain. As much as I dislike snow, now that I’m retired, I can envision myself sitting in front of a big ol’ stone fireplace with a hot cup of coffee and watching the snow gently fall. Gertie is curled up on the hearth, and Chevy and Ruby on the oval rug in front of the fire. There is nothing but silence. Well, nothing but silence now that Pam has finished plowing and shoveling, mucking stalls, cooked my breakfast of bacon and eggs and home fries, and got herself off to her job. Life is good.
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That last part about Pamela was humor.

I was wistfully thinking of our future back in 2012. It was not to be.

We had bought the ten acres of land in the Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York. And we were going great guns. The driveway was finished, the land cleared, the well drilled, and a couple of outbuildings built. Then I had an accident. A tree hit me on the head and broke my neck and gave me a very severe concussion. Life changed. Not for the better.

I was no longer capable of building anything. Those plans had to be scrapped. Drift Away had sold. Pamela and I bought an RV and became classic snowbirds. But then the yearly commute to Florida and back became too much for me. We had a choice to make. New York or Florida. We chose Florida, where Pamela’s mom, daughter and grandson lived.

Today, my Ruby, my buddy Chevy, and little Dirty Gertie have crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Pamela left, taking Olivia with her and another dog we took from a drug dealer, Penelope.

It’s funny how life changes, eh? I had the world by the tail for a time. No longer.

The light of my life went out. My joie de vivre, my joy of life, was gone.

This book was hard for me to read and edit. I wrote the first draft two years ago. I had to set it aside. I couldn’t finish it. It was too sad for me. Too emotional.

But I realized that to heal, I had to finish it. I hope that with this blog and book, I have touched you in some way. Perhaps even made you evaluate your own life. I needed to share the joy I had found with you all.

So my final words, in my final writings of this “Voyage of Drift Away” series, is that you never know what life holds for you. Grab life by the tail. I realized life could be fleeting and I lived it as best I could, with the loves of my life. I’m so glad I did. No one can take away my memories. Memories that I’ve now shared with you.

I will leave you with some of my favorite quotes.

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” 

• attributed to Mark Twain.

Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly fly the years.
One season following another,
Laden with happiness andd tears.

• composer Jerry Bock and lyricist Sheldon Harnick.

And finally, for Drift Away