We've Come A Long Way

We've come a long way in the last 50 years. For me, I was a 17 year old teenager, deep in the task of learning who I was, and who I wanted to become. It seems that my whole life has happened since then. Everything that happened before that point in time seems like a whole different life. What if that first 17 years was all I got? What if the last 50 years never happened?
A recent family situation has me thinking a lot about these things in the last few weeks. I almost can't imagine all the things I have done, and places I have been, and the twists and turns of life that have happened to me in the past 50 years, since I turned 17. Most people reading this blog can relate their own life events in a similar context, many with less years involved, and some will have way more years to include than I do.
Since we were young, we can all remember the older people talking about "the good old days", and looking back on past events in their life that happened many, many years ago. Some of us are approaching that time when it's us who's doing the looking back and telling the younger folks about the life we've lived, and the years and years that have gone by.
There are many who won't get any more than those first 16 or 17 years, and many who will get even less. We can only hope and pray that the time they do get is of the best quality possible.

This is me at 17 years old in 1967, admiring my Mom's 66 Mustang.