Can’t tell you why I’m talking about this, but it just seems like the right thing to do. I guess there is one most admirable person I can identify immediately, and that’s Jesus, the Messiah. I admire him most of all people that have ever lived on earth. Of course, he died, but he was raised from death to live, breathe, and walk on the earth again, and to ascend into the clouds to his father. You can find that all written down in Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, and Acts of the Apostles in the Bible.
Then there are my parents, and of course, their parents. They were the first people I learned admiration from, albeit learning over a long period of time. My admiration for them didn’t really come to fruition until I was in my fifties, and by then I couldn’t tell them of my deep admiration since they were gone from this life to a better one. While we are talking about family, people in the Bible and those who have died, how about my uncle Amos and his sister aunt Pearl, Noah, Abraham, Moses, Rahab of Jericho, Esther, Ruth, King David, Mary the mother of Jesus, Peter and the other apostles which would include the apostle Paul?
There are the obvious composers like Beethoven, Bach, Handel, Haydn, Mozart, Schubert, Brahms, Dvorak, Verdi, all the Strausses, Mahler, Stravinsky, Debussy, Puccini, Copland and so many more. Some not so obvious music heroes are Lalo Schifrin, Maynard Ferguson, Buddy Rich, Doc Severinsen, Libby Larson, et. al. Oh, I have to mention certain other historical figures like Lincoln, one of the most important word-smiths of all time, and Poe, if not only for Usher, but also for all his other works. And what about Mary Shelley for Frankenstein, Bram Stoker for Dracula, Shel Silverstein for the Sidewalk and Robert Frost for all his poetry? And we should not forget the Alberts, Schweitzer and Einstein.
And I’ve only mentioned the obvious ones that have some name recognition. There are a host of private individuals that I could name, such as another great uncle the blacksmith and his wife, all my elementary and high school teachers (and I can name most of them), some of my college professors, and all the veterans I have known. One in particular stands out in my mind, who I noticed one day while walking to work. I saw him from afar, near a veteran memorial, slowly creeping with his walker around a pile of ice and snow and then disappeared. I thought he had fallen and upon rushing to offer help, found him finally on the far side of the icy pile saluting the veterans that he had known.
It has finally dawned on me that most of the people I admire are dead. Sobering thought wouldn’t you say? There are, happily, a few important exceptions, my lovely wife who will hopefully well outlive me, my sister and brother and all my cousins.
Bye for now.