One of the great purposes in life is to achieve a level higher with each passing generation. I have always tried to gain a greater degree of excellence than my father. Whether it was athletics, academics, music or any other great passion. Personally I succeeded in some and in others I couldn't hold a candle to what my father did and the experiences he went through.
My earliest recollection of my fathers achievements through-out his storied life occurred when I was just a bean sprout. I now know he must have been one hell of an athlete when he was in his prime. You see, I didn't come along until well after my father reached middle age. Now, as I look back on my own career the athletic achievements aside only heightened my awareness of the differences and similarities in both our lives.
I have always considered myself a solitary man. Sure, I have had close friends, team mates, and a comradery of fellowship all through-my own professional career. But, at the end of the day I always retreated into that safe haven as my inner self withdrew from all the attention I got and the attention I bestowed upon all others.
In retrospect I have come to surmise that moments is the sun are so fleeting. They come and go so swiftly, but the joy and adulation that one receives keeps lingering in conscious thought through-out ones life. Like my father before me whose accomplishments have transcended the test of time I too savior those precious moments of past triumphs and woefully remember the anguish of so many defeats.
The sorrow I felt so many years ago still hunts me to this day. For it was a twist of fate that threw me to another realm of reality my father couldn't quite understand. It was during my latter college years a great love came crashing into my life. Leave it to women to change the direction one travels. For me the path I chose was so far removed from my father's ideals, but for love I headed off, never to see my father again. As a solitary man I held onto my own convictions but with a temperament at ease with myself knowing the direction I was to take.
Over the years remembrance of my father is indeed infused within my soul now knowing how fortunate I was during those formative years that shaped what I was to become. As I look around today so many children grow up not having been nurtured by a father who like mine instilled in me a self reliance that has stood the test of time. Even though I separated the bond between us knowing full well that the choice I made would be irrevocable, but that self reliance that was embedded in me I made that choice because of and for a great love.
Maybe that is what is so wrong with our society as a whole today. Too many children especially young boys are growing up not knowing how to become self reliant. I have succeed in life because of the choices I made although I have made some pretty awful decisions that turned out very badly. But, the majority of the time I moved on always facing the next horizon. As a solitary man with the wind at my back I keep moving on.