What Will You Be Remembered For?

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SifuPhil

R.I.P. With Us In Spirit Only
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Pennsylvania, USA
*strolls in humming "Way We Were"*

*in terrible, cracked Alfalfa voice starts singing*

Memories
Like the corners of my mind
Misty water-color memorieeeeessss ...

Oh, hi! Didn't know you were there!

Question: what do you most want to be remembered for?

Your kindness to stray politicians? Your ability to balance 12 stacked quarters on your nose? What is it that you're most proud of and want to be remembered for?
 

My sense of humor. (NO! Wait!! They'll be saying he was so good looking, handsome, smart, brilliant, a genius . . . and so generous and kind to animals . . . a good kisser, a great dancer . . . what a lover; a real stud! Yeah, that's it...)
 
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That I was thin, gorgeous, and heiress rich. That I would jet my friends to Paris for lunch on a whim and was a benevolent benefactor of great charitable causes, threw great parties that lasted for three days at a time, and owned stables full of the most sought after bloodlines of Arabian horses.

Okay, okay...I'm still working on those things, so I need a lot more time to get 'er done!
 
SifuPhil said:
*strolls in humming "Way We Were"*

*in terrible, cracked Alfalfa voice starts singing*

Memories
Like the corners of my mind
Misty water-color memorieeeeessss ...

Oh, hi! Didn't know you were there!

Question: what do you most want to be remembered for?

Your kindness to stray politicians? Your ability to balance 12 stacked quarters on your nose? What is it that you're most proud of and want to be remembered for?
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That I did my best to live a good life and to love others as much as I could and that I loved God.
 
Coming up with over a hundred mostly humorous poems on turning unpleasant experiences with the neurological affliction Essential Tremor shaking. Once had a webpage "tremortales.com" but dropped it because of the expense. I now wish I hadn't.
 
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What is it that you're most proud of?
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My kids, grandkids, and maybe my great grands if I'm around long enough
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Well, I've lived long enough to be thanked, and honored by my kids, and recently, my grandkids.

One selected me as his mentor when he attended military (cadet) training, and most recently, told me I was his dad when he didn't have one.
He played a Zach Brown song for me

Made me listen to it while we were chatting on line

My old Man

He said 'listen to the lyrics, you ol' crustacean, every word is me and you'
'You were my dad, and the dad anyone could wish for'

He was a giant
When I was just a kid
I was always trying
To do everything he did
I can still remember every lesson he taught me
Growing up learning how to be like my old man
He was a lion
We were our father's pride
But I was defiant
When he made me walk the line
He knew how to lift me up
And when to let me fall
Looking back, he always had a plan
My old man
My old man
Feel the callous on his hands
And dusty overalls
My old man
Now I finally understand
I have a lot to learn
From my old man
Now I'm a giant
Got a son of my own
He's always trying
To go everywhere I go
Do the best I can to raise him up the right way
Hoping that he someday wants to be
Like his old man
My old man
I know one day we'll meet again
As he's looking down
My old man
I hope he's proud of who I am
I'm trying to fill the boot of my old man
My old man

After I listened to the song he told me;

'No one really knows about the military
I don't speak about it
But
My inspiration comes from you
No quit strength'

Gawd, that took me down
Shook me...didn't realize

Whatever I'm remembered for, that's the one I'd like

Oh, and for makin' the day a bit brighter, and burdens a bit lighter

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I don’t want to be remembered. But I want my children to remember that they were loved.

Memories can be very painful and my son, with Down Syndrome, will be so upset by my death. It worries me terribly. I hope I become a distant memory to all of my children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. A random thought that occasionally brushes by their consciousness, as in “I was loved”, and then fakes quickly away.

To that end, no “funeral”, no one invited, no announcement in the paper, no individual grave site. Although, there is a place where I am set, and that place can be visited, if needed. I want to fade into the forest and be lost among the trees. 😊
 
Most people have already forgotten me. ;)

I'll be content if two or three people remember the impact that I had on their lives.

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All I can say on the thread topic is I don't think I'll be remembered for much if at all, but as great a man as Einstein said he wished to be remembered as a father before any of his other achievements, (I think I'm quoting him correctly?). :)

More from Einstein vaguely connected to the thread topic:

"When we survey our lives and endeavors we soon observe that almost the whole of our actions and desires are bound up with the existence of other human beings. We see that our whole nature resembles that of the social animals. We eat food that others have grown, wear clothes that others have made, live in houses that others have built. The greater part of our knowledge and beliefs has been communicated to us by other people through the medium of a language which others have created. Without language our mental capacities would be poor indeed, comparable to those of the higher animals; we have, therefore, to admit that we owe our principal advantage over the beasts to the fact of living in human society. The individual, if left alone from birth would remain primitive and beast-like in his thoughts and feelings to a degree that we can hardly conceive. The individual is what he is and has the significance that he has not so much in virtue of his individuality, but rather as a member of a great human society, which directs his material and spiritual existence from the cradle to the grave."

"A man's value to the community depends primarily on how far his feelings, thoughts, and actions are directed towards promoting the good of his fellows. We call him good or bad according to how he stands in this matter. It looks at first sight as if our estimate of a man depended entirely on his social qualities."
 
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Well, somehow I doubt that I'll need to pose for the carving of me on Mount Rushmore, nor do I think they will move the Lincoln Memorial so that they can erect the Fuzzybuddy Memorial. I think I took part in doing what was needed for a society in the 20th Century. It's like looking at the Pyramids. They are huge , grand achievements, but you don't think of the contribution of a guy lugging just one stone.
 
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