Toby

The sad news of Toby's death certainly give one pause for thought. He died doing what he loved, having just visited a place he loved. The sad connections to his passing are numerous: Lisa, David, Brooks to name but three. Yet that pause for thought makes me wonder how I'll die: watching TV, driving to work, sleeping, or some other waste of time. That pause for thought makes me wonder about what it is that I love doing: doodling, riding, walking in Willard's, hiking in the Green Mountains, swimming in Lake Champlain, viewing contemporary art, playing Settlers with my family or any number of other things. I guess I'd better start to make sure that there are more of the latter and less of the former to increase my chances that when I go I'll be doing one of them - and by the way it will make the time between now and then a whole bunch more enjoyable.