More and more I have come to appreciate the simple inscriptions I used to see on the old headstones in the Norwegian cemetery we mowed by hand as kids. Along with other Norwegian words there was a commonly used inscription: "Takk for Alt"...literally "Thank you for everything"

That's how I feel about my creator, about my friends and family, and I hope it might be a sentiment that would be mutual for many whom I know.

Or perhaps it will all end with another simple phrase that would suffice, since I could also see me demise coming prematurely in a way that might create a departure which involves: "Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends"


Sometimes, the air you 'let in'matters less than the air you 'let out'.