Waiting For The Wind To Pick Up

What I say nowI say without apology.So,I say this anyway and I say itplay the gameand see what happens . . . I have to say, The Old Man was right. I understand nowor should I say it “his” wayand I’ll say it like thisI understand . . .now that I am older.I understand more about whyhe would be mad about wasteor why I would be insultedabout the way things go sometimeslike, saywhen I waste my effortsor my timeand waste what I have to come back with nothing. What a waste . . . The Old Man grew up during a humble time.He was born out of the depressionso his understanding about time and moneyand waste or food was different from saysomebody who grew upwhile sitting at a more fortunate table. The Old Man could not standto see anybody waste food or moneyor timebecause The Old Man came from a generationwhen time was preciousmoney was scarceand there was often a concern aboutwhen his family would get their next meal. I am not this way so muchor better yet, I am not the same in this regardbecause…