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fiction of an old man--any image added is my painting-otis english


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8/19/07 'THE LAST STAGE'

OTIS HERE--NEARLY 82 YEARS OLD---OUR GRASS NEEDED MOWING--PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALY I DO NOT WANT TO MOW GRASS--BUT WITH GREAT EFFORT I CHECKED THE RIDING MOWER AND STARTED THE ENGINE AND HEADED FOR THE AREA I INTENDED TO MOW--I JUST DO A BIT AT A TIME--TOO MUCH TO DO IN ONE MOWING--

I ENGAGED THE MOWING ROTARY BLADE AND PROCEEDED INTO THE HIGH GRASS--I WAS STUNNED TO SAY THE LEAST--THE MOWER WAS CUTTING THE GRASS AT LEAST 2 FEET AHEAD OF THE MOWER--I LOOKED BACK--A NORMAL PATH OF GRASS WAS CUT--I DISENGAGED THE BLADE AND HEADED IN ANOTHER DIRECTION--I ENGAGED THE BLADE AND MOVED FORWARD--AGAIN THE GRASS WAS BEING CUT AT LEAST 2 FEET AHEAD OF THE MOWER--THIS WAS JUST TO MUCH --I STOPPED -TURNED THE ENGINE OFF AND RESTED---

MY NEIGHBOR HAD SEEN ME AND CAME OVER TO SEE IF EVERYTHING WAS OK--HE NOTED THAT I WOULD MOW ABOUT 4 FEET --BACK UP ABOUT 2 FEET AND THEN PROCEED FORWARD--DOING THIS OVER AND OVER AGAIN-----HE THOUGHT PERHAPS I WAS HAVING MOWER TROUBLE--I TOLD HIM SOMETHING WAS WRONG--AND I DID NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT IT WAS--I ASKED HIM TO TRY THE MOWER A BIT AND SEE IF HE NOTICED A PROBLEM--WORKED FINE--LEAVING A NICE 30 INCH WIDE PATH OF CUT GRASS--SO I TOLD HIM WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO ME--I COULD TELL BY HIS LOOKS--HE HAD DOUBTS ABOUT MY MENTAL STABILITY--PERHAPS I WAS SHORT A BRICK--MY NEIGHBOR TURNED AND WENT BACK TO HIS HOME-

I FELT TOTALLY CONFUSED--I BROUGHT THE MOWER BACK TO THE CEMENT CARPORTE AND RAISED IT WITH A ROPE BLOCK AND TACKLE--STANDING THE MOWER ON IT'S REAR BRACKETS--I INSPECTED CAREFULLY AND FOUND NOTHING STRANGE--I GREASED THE BLADE BEARINGS AND THE WHEEL BEARINGS--THEN CAREFULLY LET THE ABOUT 250 POUND MOWER DOWN TO THE CEMENT--

OF COURSE I THEN TRIED MOWING AGAIN--IT DID FINE--NO MORE CUTTING AHEAD OF ITSELF--I SHUT IT DOWN AGAIN--AND THOUGHT SERIOUSLY--REMEMBERING WHAT MY NEIGHBOR SAID ABOUT ME MOWING FORWARD AND THEN BACKING UP A BIT AND THEN GOING FORWARD AGAIN--

IT WAS A TERRIBLE FEELING --BUT I NOW KNEW FOR SURE THE ANSWER TO MY SITUATION--AT 82 YEARS OLD -MY BRAIN WAS FAILING ME--I HAD NOTICED SOME MEMORY LOSS AND CONFUSION AT TIMES---SO I WENT TO THE DOCTOR--TOLD HIM MY STORY--HE DID NOT ACT SURPRISED ONE BIT--HE SAID HE HAD 4 DIFFERENT PRESCRIPTION MEDICINES FOR MY PROBLEM--BUT THE PROBABILITY OF THEM HELPING WAS SLIM--AND THEY HAD SOME VERY BAD SIDE EFFECTS--OBVIOUSLY HE WAS TELLING ME TO JUST LIVE WITH IT AS BEST AS I COULD--SINCE I ADMITTED THE PROBLEM--HE SAID I HAD A GOOD CHANCE OF NOT GETTING WORSE ANYTIME SOON--

EVERYTHING ABOUT LIVING IS DIRECTED BY THE BRAIN--MINE WAS FAILING--NOT A VERY PLEASANT BIT OF KNOWLEDGE--

MY LIFE NOW WAS ALL -------'SDRAWKCAB'----IT SEEMED----MORE EFFORT IS NOW REQUIRED--CAN I FIND IT ?

WRITTEN BY OTIS ENGLISH





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