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Tuesday, September 24, 2013
The title of an old Broadway play, “The Subject Was Roses,” reminded me of a friend’s neighbor, who was so obsessed with growing roses that no matter what topic of conversation came up — politics, cars, music, sports or nuclear disarmament — he’d manage to bring it around to roses.
Other single-issue conversationalists can talk only of their children and grandchildren, or their workplace or their church. The saddest of all are those whose lives center around some glory days in the past, as if everything has been downhill since then.
A member of a local club some years ago once taught for a few years at the University of Chicago. His fellow club members would wager among themselves how many minutes into the meeting it would be before he’d say, “When I was at Chicago ...”
Another man in town began almost every conversation with, “When I was in the Marines ... ”
An ideal balance would be to relish the past, enjoy the present and anticipate the future. But don’t forget to stop along the way and smell the roses — briefly.
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