Pictured above is Bukka White, who was an American Delta blues guitarist and singer. He died in 1977. One of White's songs, "Fixin' To Die Blues," was made famous by Bob Dylan, when Dylan's cover of the song was included in "Bob Dylan," Dylan's eponymous debut album, released in 1962.
Click right here for the lyrics to "Fixin' To Die," as sung by Dylan. Clicking the link, below, will let you listen to Dylan sing it.
When you are "Rounding Third," as I have just recently come to understand that I truly am, I have found that it's good to do a little contemplating, and Dylan's version of White's song is worth a listen. It's good to be reminded of that "Memento Mori" advisory that I keep advising myself about. And let me say, as the song intimates, when you do get older, one thing that quite likely happens is that you start having a little trouble with your "balance."
I'm feeling it, and this song's last verse sure speaks to that:
I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Fixing to die, fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying.
Balance issues permitting, I am trying to keep on going, upright, strong, and steady as I walk. Steady till the end. And as mentioned in past blog postings, I do find myself undertaking a lot of that walking around thing these days. I have, in fact, found some expert advice that tells me that a nice, long walk is a pretty good cure for whatever might ail or afflict me.
If the time comes that I can't keep on walking - and perish that thought - you can bet a few dollars that I'll still be able to talk. Count on it!
But if I have to quit talking - and perish that thought, twice and two times over - I may end up having to be satisfied with just looking out the window and sighing.
You can take it from me, though, if it comes to that, and I'm telling you this right now, I sure don't want to leave my children crying!
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