Been on my place since 1997, almost 30 years. Hard to believe how that time has gone by. I was born when my grandfather had only been on that "home farm" for 20 years. I left that place when "we" had been on that farm for 50 years. My cousin and his son operate that farm now... 10 years yet to being a "century farm" there.
I always say... "You don't appreciate history, until you become it". When we're young, we don't realize that we're LIVING in history, and writing it ourselves, every day. When you get old enough to be able to look back, you begin to realize that you WERE actually writing and living in "history", just with your everyday lives, without really recoginizing it at the time. History is not only those big, game-changing events... it's everyday life, the wheels of time, turning. Now that we're old, and a lifetime of "time" has passed under our own bridges, we realize that the majority of our own history is already written. And we begin to contemplate what that history will mean to our posterity. We, individually, really are insignificant, in perspective, and the history that's important is our relationship with others, our family and friends. I know of guys that are now gone, who were the shakers and movers of their day... our neighbor when I was growing up comes to mind. Big operation, trying to run the whole county. Running, running, running... everybody knew who he was... and had opinions about him, good and bad... but more bad, because of his desire to be "big" and "outcompete" everybody else, and now I realize in retrospect, his "desire to be seen" by others. Though he had 5 boys (who all worked the farming operation well into their adult years with him) and one girl, the whole thing has been split up and sold off and disbanded now, went through bankruptcy, buildings all falling down now, all the kids eventually ended up going their own way in the end. So what was the "legacy" that he was chasing so hard all really for?
Vanity of vanities... all is vanity. Ecc. 1:2
OK... I'm just rambling.......... but it gives you a glimpse into how I'm beginning to see things today, when I'm nearly 70 years old and (realistically... just "by the numbers") most of my life is behind me too. I'm a very optimistic person, in general. And I enjoy life. But I'm beginning to realize what's really important in life, and it isn't "stuff", for me. I don't have much of a need to impress others anymore (but I did when I was younger).