It's a vicious well-deserved cycle and many times I ponder the thought of knowledge transfer - or better said - experience transfer. Hard-headed as I am, I've gotten most of my knowledge by experience. It is almost like that is the only knowledge that really sinks in. But when the icons in our sphere mature past the ripe old age, the reality of that knowledge base expiring becomes obviously certain. And the bigger the icon, the more impossible to find a mind big enough to clone the years of wisdom earned. I don't dwell on the negative, because it is a well-deserved time when the constant flares and signals of daily dos and don'ts don't have to light up anymore. It is a deserved time for everyone to just look back and say 'it was good'.
I can't help but to sometimes wonder what Dirk would have said or done. And then wonder why did I squander precious time chasing frivolous pursuits. Not philosophizing over a glass of perfect East Texas red wine. Not smoking a hand-made cigar and not storing away the wisdoms of a time gone by for the questions of a time not yet here. When steps and breaths become short, stop, listen and take in the wisest words because they will be the last clear messages to those of us who want to listen. History is today. And if we are endowed with tomorrow, today's lesson might be the perfectly placed wisdom for the unforeseen challenge. Admire the wise and love the frail. Enhance all those you touch with intellectual capital that will otherwise expire. We never get too old to learn. We just need to learn who to learn from. Those who are blessed to become frail deserve a loving, kind and inquiring mind to share the finer things and thoughts that make tomorrow a better day for all.