Crazy Larry with his Bum Knee
This entry was posted on 1/30/2008 10:56 AM and is filed under uncategorized.
My time in the U.S. over the holidays was
excellent, but i’m not sure that I will ever get used to living my life in
these concentrated doses. It’s like the Brandeis quote: “A man may have six
meals one day and none the next, making an average of three meals per day, but
that is not a good way to live.” I grudgingly admit that most people live their
lives either in the past or the future; however, I would like to average out
the two at some point in my life and find a way to live mostly in the
present.
As we prepare to move to Auckland and I pack my life once again into
neatly (and not so neatly) labeled boxes, I marvel at the fact that over a year
and a half has lapsed for us here in Tairua. I wonder if we’re going to miss this
place and then, drunk on the ecstasy of knowing that our departure is imminent,
I think of all the good times that we’ve had:
Wah baptizing himself in the river at Te Moata or
finding out that Crazy Larry (the guy that tried to pick a fight with aaron)
has a vulnerable knee that we could use to our advantage in our next
altercation. Far too many of my good memories of Tairua involve Crazy Larry. I
don’t think that I’ve ever exchanged a word with him, but the image of him
riding a tractor through town towing a fishing boat has left an indelible
impression on me and I’m sure he won’t soon be forgotten. I might even miss the
cranky lady at the corner store.
We will miss the beauty of the Coromandel and the abundant supply of beaches, but like my dad says, I still haven't come across a part of New Zealand that isn't beautiful.
