Reflecting on the past with a childhood friend may be the secret to understanding life.
Letters to Louie
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Letters to Louie:
Everyone needs a Louie
When my dad was in his early 80’s, he began to reflect on his life in his hometown, where he had lived most of his life. He had many stories of the people and places he knew as a boy, and then later through his life as a well- respected doctor.
He had a strong call to write but needed an audience…
and an inspiration to write every day.
Around the same time, my dad reconnected with a childhood friend named Louie. Like my dad and mom, and many of their friends, Louie and his wife were both experiencing age related health challenges. My dad sensed Louie could use a friend and connection.
He began writing emails to Louie.
With Louie as his audience, my dad wrote freely. He knew Louie would understand the people, places and events my dad mentioned. A portal opened as Letters to Louie took flight. The two friends emailed back and forth about past and current events, family, and the struggles of aging.
Soon, past and present worlds were converging.
The letters brought insight and inspiration to both my dad and Louie.
My dad would later say the letters gave Louie hope and light during challenging times. But of course, the letters didn’t just help Louie. They also helped my dad. The letters helped him understand where he came from and who he had become. The letters helped my dad reflect on a life well-lived.
My dad looked forward to his Letters to Louie, and the truth is…
We all need something to look forward to.
We all need purpose in our lives.
We all need a Louie.
Letters to Louie
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The Race May Be Short, But Life is Long
The memory of my friend and his flashing spikes so far ahead of me on the track of the Little Ten conference reminded me during the years that track ribbons and medals, even Olympic Medals are cold to the touch when compared with the memories of friendship.
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World War 2 - How We Saw It
Many mornings I meet with five or six men, for coffee and conversation which and many times includes memories of the great war. I am sharing some of their stories with my Grandson as he learns about WWII.
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World War 2 - How We Saw It
Pearl Harbor is a day that I will never forget. It was a day that changed everything and my friends and I knew that within three years we would all be drafted and become soldiers.
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Swiss Cheese
Swiss cheese with its individual holes, never two pieces alike are likened to people; never two alike, never two equal, never one without some blemish, and most giving off gases, not always innocuous carbon dioxide.
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Everything Needs Oxygen
I thought of all those features while clearing the intake furnace tubes, coughed a few times-- this should increase coronary flow during exertion, and because you are getting this message, I guess it worked. Imagine a better companion for an active couple.
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Aging is Not a Quiet Process
This aging is not a quiet process; it is fraught with one significant problem, forgetfulness. To age is to forget; small things, large events, names and faces, events and promised events. To forget to “write it down” and if it is written, just where in the hell was it written, and where is the “book?” There are many steps in memory, and all are forgotten one at a time.
Dear Louie,
A long time ago, I wrote to you.
A longer time ago you replied. Now I write, soon you will reply, if the spirit moves.
Nothing new here in southeastern Wisconsin. Without news what is there to discuss; death, taxes, left, right; conservative or liberal. Much about nothing; viel über nichts!!
Here in the Garden City of Hartford, Wisconsin, nothing has happened and the odds are nothing will happen. The activity for the next week will be to prepare for the Christmas delivery of gifts to the poorer members of society, by us the aging decrepit, elderly guys who salve their conscience by aiding the less fortunate. Sounds like Scrooge - and it might be somewhat like Scrooge. Seems we do get crotchety as we age. But a group of us old geezers and younger ones do get together, prepare lists, beg for cooperation and attempt to aid our fellow friends during Christmas time.