I’ll be 65 in November. Old enough to sit back and reflect. Mature enough to see my place in the bigger picture. Picture within the picture if you will.
So many things I would have different between 2001-2021. Starting with a hard heart, fostered by the pressures of living with an alcoholic. Only seeing things in a “My Way or the Highway” attitude. I learned the hard way it is important to always be nice. More important than programs or clubs or events. More important than respect.
My toils in Nebraska won’t fully describe me.
Here in Indiahoma my legacy becomes clear. Population 300. A lot of poverty. Mostly Native American. Lindgren land in the family for 120 years. We’ve got just over an acre here and have started the process that will allow another century for the old homestead.
I am so blessed to have Linda, her sense of commitment, love and adventure making it the next step for her as well.
We are taking on this new challenge and chapter with the same vision and gusto that went into Bar None Produce and our dream home in Wahoo. Home is where the heart is. My heart is in renovating and remodeling the “older” half of the house, making it habitable and comfortable.
As a bonus Linda and I will be able to work with the Indiahoma Warriors cross country team. A McFarland USA opportunity that is just too hard to resist.
I’ve spent the last three days taking up over a century of treading, exposing the original oak floors beneath.
Giving these old bones a fresh start, both the house and myself. New meaning and purpose to life.