My father turned seventy on September 3, 2009, so I threw him a bash a couple of days later at my house. A week after the party Dad handed me the below speech that he had written for the occasion but said he never found the right moment during the party to read it. That's a shame because I think it's a pretty good speech.
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by Dan Stone, September 2009
Well, I’m not surprised that Brad throws a mighty interesting party. He’s had a lot of practice. And I’m very appreciative. Some of you may have noticed why I think he’s a pretty neat fellow. OK, just in case someone asked me to say a few words, I prepared a few on the way to & from Brushy Land earlier today. I memorized them as I drove but will reference them now & then in case the alcohol consumes some more memory cells. So, bare with me for a moment. Uh, that doesn’t mean take off your clothes unless you really must have center stage. Just bare with me for a couple of minutes. I look around here at these wonderful faces and see flashes of history. There’s Brad & Jason on top of Wheeler Peak and Chuck & Kent on top of Gold Hill where Philip would soon spend his 40th. There’s David sticking his head into a very cold waterfall somewhere deep in the Colorado Rockies near Animas Forks. There’s Brad & Chuck rebuilding those benches on Brushy Henge II. There’s a bunch of you tearing down Brushy Henge I. There’s Billie standing on the porch of Cabin #19 in Red River watching Don riding while standing on the seat of his bike. There goes Becky walking around White Rock Lake. There’s Brad breaking rock for the front entrance. And those flashes go on and on and on… They may not be in sequence, but they are all in fine order. Most of them are outdoor scenes – often in the mountains, even more often at Brushy Land, but other places also. You are the center of these memories. Thank you for them. They are my life. Thank you, dear friends, for my life. You form the world I live in. I’ve still got a whole lot more living to do, but looking back, I’m surprised that life would seem so short and that at 70 I would feel … so good. You know, I didn’t grow up saying “I love you” very easily, and that was plain wrong. I should tell folks that I love them. But that foolish hesitancy has been present all these years. Well, I surely love everyone one of you here tonight. I love you. And I love you. And I love you. I love all of you. There I said it … and nothing bad happened. Some of you have asked what I’m planning to do next. Well, I know two things that I should do: eat less and move more. 70 years. My, my. That’s 7 decades. It’s over 25,000 days and somewhat over 2 billion seconds. And this moment right now stands out as one of the very special ones. It’s to be expected, I guess, that the older I get, the more special each moment becomes. 2 billion seconds. Now, that’s enough time to have learned that listening is more important than talking. So I’m going to shut up and just enjoy each of you. Thank you very, very much for sharing your life with me. |
For a copy of this speech in Word format, click here.
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