Or you can choose to roll the dice at 225 mph. I think, for most of us... (Albert Einstein et al excepted)... a career is mostly background noise. Some of us just choose to crank up the volume more than others.
Just this summer, a newfound friend of ours... a smart, funny, multi-faceted guy... was told he had pancreatic cancer.
Three months later he was dead.
He was 40 years old.
This was a man who embraced the people around him, who made smart choices, who absolutely radiated humanity. I keep thinking... "I wish we had known him longer... known him better."
Life. Death.
So many imponderables, so little time.
Anyway, his name was Andre... and we think of him fondly and often.
Maybe that's the mark of a life well-lived.
