This is Floyd Wynne with The View from Here

This is Floyd Wynne with THE VIEW FROM HERE.

Ever wonder what tomorrow or the future holds? Admittedly when one has passed the four score age there's much more yesterday than tomorrow.

As one wanders down the streets of time, and ages from one stage to another, there is always the mystery of what lies ahead.

I guess we are fortunate that we don't possess the ability to see what is in store just over the horizon of tomorrow...if we did...many of us would not want the sun to come up tomorrow.

When one is in his or her youthful years, the dreams and questions are about what the future holds. Will I be a Dentist, a Lawyer, a Doctor, an Astronaut or will I be just another worker somewhere in the field of business? Today, in our society, it's pretty much up to the youngsters to make those decisions....set those goals and either work toward them with intensity, or drift along life's road, hoping that things will work out all right.

From youth to young maturity and all the problems of adulthood and responsibilities...what does it hold no? A career? Marriage? Family? What?

and with the zest that only youths possess, problems never seem to be insurmountable. The future always looks like a putty like product that one can easily mold to suit his or her wishes. The world is there to be conquered at one level or another.

Then....as middle age approaches one re-assesses his or her status in life. Is it where I wanted to be? did I make the right decisions earlier in my life? Am I concentrating on today, and perhaps losing tomorrow? Then comes the elderly stage and human frailties take over. While the mind basks in earlier glories...the body fails and memories replace dreams. Thoughts of the future turn to another realm and question "What comes next?".

Then comes the inexorable looking back...did I do what I hoped to do with my life? If not, what could I have done differently.

The questions don't stop at age 10 or 20 or even 50 or 80. They change in nature as one realizes that human beings are after all human mortals...and that nobody escapes the specter of death which touches us all. As one sees loved ones and treasured friends age, wither and die...one realizes that time is our best friend...and also our worst enemy. Yet...for better or worse...one must realize that growing older is something each of us does...no one grows younger.

It's true...of some much is expected and of others, little. I've found that actually each individual performs to the best of their ability and desires. Each individual has to meet his or her own standard, and when life's journey is ended...who knows what lies ahead.

My philosophy has always been: Each day is a good day, but some days are just better...make the most of each moment.

This is the old philosopher at work. This is Floyd Wynne and that’s THE VIEW FROM HERE.

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This is Floyd Wynne with THE VIEW FROM HERE.
Ever wonder what tomorrow or the future holds? Admittedly when one has passed the four score age there's much more yesterday than tomorrow.
As one wanders down the streets of time, and ages from one stage to another, there is always the mystery of what lies ahead.
I guess we are fortunate that we don't possess the ability to see what is in store just over the horizon of tomorrow...if we did...many of us would not want the sun to come up tomorrow.
When one is in his or her youthful years, the dreams and questions are about what the future holds. Will I be a Dentist, a Lawyer, a Doctor, an Astronaut or will I be just another worker somewhere in the field of business? Today, in our society, it's pretty much up to the youngsters to make those decisions....set those goals and either work toward them with intensity, or drift along life's road, hoping that things will work out all right.
From youth to young maturity and all the problems of adulthood and responsibilities...what does it hold no? A career? Marriage? Family? What?
and with the zest that only youths possess, problems never seem to be insurmountable. The future always looks like a putty like product that one can easily mold to suit his or her wishes. The world is there to be conquered at one level or another.
Then....as middle age approaches one re-assesses his or her status in life. Is it where I wanted to be? did I make the right decisions earlier in my life? Am I concentrating on today, and perhaps losing tomorrow? Then comes the elderly stage and human frailties take over. While the mind basks in earlier glories...the body fails and memories replace dreams. Thoughts of the future turn to another realm and question "What comes next?".
Then comes the inexorable looking back...did I do what I hoped to do with my life? If not, what could I have done differently.
The questions don't stop at age 10 or 20 or even 50 or 80. They change in nature as one realizes that human beings are after all human mortals...and that nobody escapes the specter of death which touches us all. As one sees loved ones and treasured friends age, wither and die...one realizes that time is our best friend...and also our worst enemy. Yet...for better or worse...one must realize that growing older is something each of us does...no one grows younger.
It's true...of some much is expected and of others, little. I've found that actually each individual performs to the best of their ability and desires. Each individual has to meet his or her own standard, and when life's journey is ended...who knows what lies ahead.
My philosophy has always been: Each day is a good day, but some days are just better...make the most of each moment.
This is the old philosopher at work. This is Floyd Wynne and that’s THE VIEW FROM HERE.