Horseshoes and Handgrenades Page 1
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Have you ever wondered the importance of time or timing? I mean, one fraction of a
moment, one element of a experience, one milli-second or segment of a circumstances
going either way, and the outcome can change lives and or futures. I mean think of the race
car driver that comes in second place,.remarkable behind the winner. How if he started the
race that much quicker, or didn't stop and wipe his eyes for that split second, how the
outcome could have been different. How in school, if you answered one more question
right, or got one question wrong, how it can change your grade from a C to a B or D. Its a
remarkable thing, time, when you truly reach back and think about the things that
propelled or stopped you from going forward, backwards or standing still. How if you
weren't at that spot, you wouldn't have seen what you seen or didn't know what was
happening and you missed. How one number on a lottery ticket, can have you jumping up
and down, or back in line to give another dollar to strike it rich. How you can be on the
freeway, and not realize you are ahead of the nine car pile up of a car you just passed, a
mile ago. How when you're so close to finishing something, something or any and
everything surfaces, and either makes you conform or reject its offer in determining your
outcome and destiny. I marvel at the choices and chances I face daily, as I reflect on the
what if's, if I had gone left instead of right, in my journey called life.
Recently, I was bestowed the honor, or should I say privileged in witnessing such an
occurrence. A very good friend of mine, recently fell victim to a circumstances that truly,
rattled his cage, so to speak. Now mind you, what he went through is much more
disturbing than I could ever write about, therefore, I will be the first in defining this real
life sitcom, as written fable for your enjoyment. But for the sake of experiencing life
while living and surviving it, I will make an attempt to recreate his delivery of words and
emotions to me, in this theory to you. But as I pause again before detailing this story,
isn't that the way we all communicate anyway? I mean think about it, as hard as we all
try to recreate something in verbiage or gestures, it just isn't the same as the real thing
when we do so. Or is it? I mean when you meet and interact with someone, is it more
about what you have in common, or what you uncommonly won't encounter in your
interaction? I've made plenty of money, but I don't feel I'm necessarily as successful
as a single parent raising three kids on a fixed income. I may have more toys, and a
bit more freedom, but that parent is enslaved to something much more substantial,
that can make a bigger or larger difference in the world, than one of my six digit
sports cars. So though I'm struggling to write something to honor love and loyalty to
my friend, I realize how far I'm away from the subject, the closer I look at the complete
picture. But I'm getting warmer, and I'm almost there. But as we know, almost is
only good in horseshoes and handgrenades.
My friend met this woman. She was beautiful, smart, sexy and basically, everything
he thought in wanting to start up something serious with a woman, namely her. They
seem to have a lot in common. Attracted to pretty much the same things, and was
looking for things they both thought they wanted and ultimately needed in a mate.
Now me and most of my friends, base all of our relationships, business and personal,
on a motto or slogan we made up. Its called, " The Fortees or 4T's". It stands for, truth,
trust, trials and tribulations". We base this on our evaluation on the other person, not
on ourselves. Its a realistic fantasy, in cyphering out the good and bad, and finding out
if this relationship is both worth it and worth exploring, with or without our involvement.
Its basically a pretty easy formula, if, you can establish where you are, want to go and
how you're going to get there. I myself, suck at it. I'm so centrally scattered on
completing so many projects, my wants sometimes gets caught up and confused with
my needs.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Have you ever wondered the importance of time or timing? I mean, one fraction of a
moment, one element of a experience, one milli-second or segment of a circumstances
going either way, and the outcome can change lives and or futures. I mean think of the race
car driver that comes in second place,.remarkable behind the winner. How if he started the
race that much quicker, or didn't stop and wipe his eyes for that split second, how the
outcome could have been different. How in school, if you answered one more question
right, or got one question wrong, how it can change your grade from a C to a B or D. Its a
remarkable thing, time, when you truly reach back and think about the things that
propelled or stopped you from going forward, backwards or standing still. How if you
weren't at that spot, you wouldn't have seen what you seen or didn't know what was
happening and you missed. How one number on a lottery ticket, can have you jumping up
and down, or back in line to give another dollar to strike it rich. How you can be on the
freeway, and not realize you are ahead of the nine car pile up of a car you just passed, a
mile ago. How when you're so close to finishing something, something or any and
everything surfaces, and either makes you conform or reject its offer in determining your
outcome and destiny. I marvel at the choices and chances I face daily, as I reflect on the
what if's, if I had gone left instead of right, in my journey called life.
Recently, I was bestowed the honor, or should I say privileged in witnessing such an
occurrence. A very good friend of mine, recently fell victim to a circumstances that truly,
rattled his cage, so to speak. Now mind you, what he went through is much more
disturbing than I could ever write about, therefore, I will be the first in defining this real
life sitcom, as written fable for your enjoyment. But for the sake of experiencing life
while living and surviving it, I will make an attempt to recreate his delivery of words and
emotions to me, in this theory to you. But as I pause again before detailing this story,
isn't that the way we all communicate anyway? I mean think about it, as hard as we all
try to recreate something in verbiage or gestures, it just isn't the same as the real thing
when we do so. Or is it? I mean when you meet and interact with someone, is it more
about what you have in common, or what you uncommonly won't encounter in your
interaction? I've made plenty of money, but I don't feel I'm necessarily as successful
as a single parent raising three kids on a fixed income. I may have more toys, and a
bit more freedom, but that parent is enslaved to something much more substantial,
that can make a bigger or larger difference in the world, than one of my six digit
sports cars. So though I'm struggling to write something to honor love and loyalty to
my friend, I realize how far I'm away from the subject, the closer I look at the complete
picture. But I'm getting warmer, and I'm almost there. But as we know, almost is
only good in horseshoes and handgrenades.
My friend met this woman. She was beautiful, smart, sexy and basically, everything
he thought in wanting to start up something serious with a woman, namely her. They
seem to have a lot in common. Attracted to pretty much the same things, and was
looking for things they both thought they wanted and ultimately needed in a mate.
Now me and most of my friends, base all of our relationships, business and personal,
on a motto or slogan we made up. Its called, " The Fortees or 4T's". It stands for, truth,
trust, trials and tribulations". We base this on our evaluation on the other person, not
on ourselves. Its a realistic fantasy, in cyphering out the good and bad, and finding out
if this relationship is both worth it and worth exploring, with or without our involvement.
Its basically a pretty easy formula, if, you can establish where you are, want to go and
how you're going to get there. I myself, suck at it. I'm so centrally scattered on
completing so many projects, my wants sometimes gets caught up and confused with
my needs.