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¡¡¡¡Three Days to See

¡¡¡¡All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as a year, sometimes as short as 24 hours. But always we were interested in discovering just how the doomed hero chose to spend his last days or his last hours. I speak, of course, of free men who have a choice, not condemned criminals whose sphere of activities is strictly delimited.

¡¡¡¡Such stories set us thinking, wondering what we should do under similar circumstances. What events, what experiences, what associations should we crowd into those last hours as mortal beings, what regrets?

¡¡¡¡Sometimes I have thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude would emphasize sharply the values of life. We should live each day with gentleness, vigor and a keenness of appreciation which are often lost when time stretches before us in the constant panorama of more days and months and years to come. There are those, of course, who would adopt the Epicurean motto of ¡°Eat, drink, and be merry¡±. But most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death.

¡¡¡¡In stories the doomed hero is usually saved at the last minute by some stroke of fortune, but almost always his sense of values is changed. He becomes more appreciative of the meaning of life and its permanent spiritual values. It has often been noted that those who live, or have lived, in the shadow of death bring a mellow sweetness to everything they do.

¡¡¡¡Most of us, however, take life for granted. We know that one day we must die, but usually we picture that day as far in the future. When we are in buoyant health, death is all but unimaginable. We seldom think of it. The days stretch out in an endless vista. So we go about our petty tasks, hardly aware of our listless attitude toward life.

¡¡¡¡The same lethargy, I am afraid, characterizes the use of all our faculties and senses. Only the deaf appreciate hearing, only the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight. Particularly does this observation apply to those who have lost sight and hearing in adult life. But those who have never suffered impairment of sight or hearing seldom make the fullest use of these blessed faculties. Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sounds hazily, without concentration and with little appreciation. It is the same old story of not being grateful for what we have until we lose it, of not being conscious of health until we are ill.

¡¡¡¡I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight£» silence would teach him the joys of sound.

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¡¡¡¡Youth is not a time of life£» it is a state of mind£» it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees£» it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions£» it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

¡¡¡¡Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.

¡¡¡¡Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.

¡¡¡¡Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being¡¯s heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing appetite for what¡¯s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart, there is a wireless station£» so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, courage and power from man and from the infinite, so long as you are young.

¡¡¡¡When your aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you¡¯ve grown old, even at 20£» but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there¡¯s hope you may die young at 80.

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¡¡¡¡However mean your life is, meet it and live it£» do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are richest. The faultfinder will find faults in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poorhouse.

¡¡¡¡The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man¡®s abode£» the snow melts before its door as early in the spring. I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts, as in a palace. The town¡®s poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any. May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving. Most think that they are above being supported by the town£» but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest means. Which should be more disreputable. Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage.

¡¡¡¡Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends, Turn the old, return to them. Things do not change£» we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.

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¡¡¡¡it has never been explained why university students seem to enjoy practical jokes more than anyone else. students specialize in a particular type of practical joke: the hoax. inviting the fire-brigade to put out a non-existent fire is a crude form of deception which no self-respecting student would ever indulge in, students often create amusing situations which are funny to everyone except the victims. when a student recently saw two workmen using a pneumatic drill outside his university, he immediately telephoned the police and informed them that two students dressed up as workmen were tearing up the road with a pneumatic drill. as soon as he had hung up, he went over to the workmen and told them that if a policeman ordered them to go away, they were not to take him seriously. he added that a student had dressed up as a policeman and was playing all sorts of silly jokes on people. both the police and the workmen were grateful to the student for this piece of advance information.

¡¡¡¡the student hid in an archway nearby where he could watch and hear everything that went on. sure enough, a policeman arrived on the scene and politely asked the workmen to go away. when he received a very rude reply from one of the workmen, he threatened to remove them by force. the workmen told him to do as he pleased and the policeman telephoned for help. shortly afterwards, four more policemen arrived and remonstrated with the workmen. as the men refused to stop working, the police attempted to seize the pneumatic drill. the workmen struggled fiercely and one of them lost his temper. he threatened to call the police. at this, the police pointed out ironically that this would hardly be necessary as the men were already under arrest. pretending to speak seriously, one of the workmen asked if he might make a telephone call before being taken.

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¡¡¡¡Bill visited Connie every day. In the beginning, he sat next to the bed while she watched the soaps. Later, when she began sleeping more, he paced up and down the hallway outside her room. Soon, when she no longer watched television and had fewer waking moments, I began spending more of my volunteer time with Bill.

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¡¡¡¡He talked about having worked as a carpenter and how he liked to go fishing. He and Connie had no children, but they¡®d been enjoying retirement by traveling, until Connie got sick. Bill could not express his feelings about the fact that his wife was dying.

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¡¡¡¡We walked back to Connie¡®s room. Bill disappeared inside, and I left to visit another patient. Later, I saw Bill sitting by the bed. He was holding Connie¡®s hand as she slept. The date was February 12.

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¡¡¡¡Two days later I walked down the hospice ward at noon. There stood Bill, leaning up against the wall in the hallway, staring at the floor. I already knew from the head nurse that Connie had died at 11 A.M..

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¡¡¡¡When Bill saw me, he allowed himself to come into my arms for a long time. His face was wet with tears and he was trembling. Finally, he leaned back against the wall and took a deep breath.

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¡¡¡¡I have to say something, he said. I have to say how good I feel about telling her. He stopped to blow his nose. I thought a lot about what you said, and this morning I told her how much I loved her... and loved being married to her. You shoulda2 seen her smile!

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¡¡¡¡I went into the room to say my own goodbye to Connie. There, on the bedside table, was a large Valentine card from Bill. You know, the sentimental kind that says, To my wonderful wife... I love you.

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¡¡¡¡Why have not I the riches, the rank, the power, of such and such, is the common expostulation with fortune£» but why have not I the merit, the talents, the wit, or the beauty, of such and such others, is a reproach rarely or never made to nature.

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¡¡¡¡If sometimes our common parent has been a little partial, and not kept the scales quite even£» if one preponderates too much, we throw into the lighter a due counterpoise of vanity, which never fails to set all right. Hence it happens, that hardly any one man would, without reverse, and in every particular, change with any other.

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¡¡¡¡Though all are thus satisfied with the dispensations of nature, how few listen to her voice! How to follow her as a guide! In vain she points out to us the plain and direct way to truth, vanity, fancy, affection, and fashion assume her shape and wind us through fairy-ground to folly and error.

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