There was a tragedy at a local beach the other day. A 64 year old man went missing after going for his regular early morning swim. His bathers were found later, torn on the bottom of the ocean. They believe he was taken by a great white. It seems that he was doing something that he loved.
My dad was there that morning, at that beach. He was actually swimming near the victim, but where dad sawm back into shore to finish off his swim, the other guy went further out, doing his usual training swim.
Makes you think.
Life is precious. Life is fragile.
And people wait years to do what they really want with their lives.
That seems risky to me.
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