IS THERE ANYTHING WRONG

with wanting to be remembered? The flowers, the forget-me-nots pictured right make me think of a bad thing. Slighting or eradicating a person who was once meaningful in your life. Not liking is one thing. Obliterating is another.

Coach Mike told me on his retirement from coaching and teaching: "Take your hand and stick it in a bucket of water and shake it all around. When the water settles down again, that's about how long you will be remembered after you walk through that door for the last time."

I'm not sure I quoted him directly, but the general truth rings through. And it's not just with teachers. Forget-me(s) come with all occupations and time frames.

Yet I can still remember most of classmates from grade school. My wife can still remember most of her classmates' birthdays, simply because some grade school teacher had them memorize the names. I can still quote some Macbeth that my high school English teacher had me memorize in English IV. But I can't memorize one bible verse for a week in our Men's Bible Study.

So where am I going with this entry? I don't know. No one likes to be forgotten. Remember all those high school yearbooks that you signed proclaiming friendshp forever. Well, how long is forever? I'm getting to think that it's all relative.