I’ve spent the last few days soaking into a blend of life that is unfamiliar… I’ve cut out the work for two weeks, focusing entirely on rejuvenation and piloting purity of the mind. Out in Santa Ynez, California, I’ve stumbled onto something.
“My wife and I have had the pleasure of staying here. This stay was a gift from one of the oldest families in the Valley. My partner and long time friend Harry Correll may have less than 2 months to live due to cancer. He was a veteran of 45 years with the L.A. City Fire Department. He never got to enjoy his retirement. Don’t be sad for Harry lived the hard charging life of an L.A. City Firefighter assigned to Task Foce 64 (WAHS), the busiest fire station in L.A. So, next time you see Big Red flying down the road or highway, remember this writing of my brother HARRY CORRELL, LAFD. God’s Speed.”
Exploring the absence of “work” through a medium of forced vacation in one of the world’s most cliché charm-towns, I found myself learning a valuable lesson. Harry lived his life like there was no tomorrow. He didn’t need to retire, because he enjoyed his work.
AND I REALIZED… “Retiring” is really only a thing for those that spend their lives doing something repetitive, stale, and unenjoyable. Harry never needed to retire, because every day he began a new adventure. We can all learn a little from this man. What was arbitrarily scribbled in a boutique hotel guest-book left a stain on me… I hope it left a stain on you.
God’s Speed, Harry Correll.