As the warm winds of summer grow cool and onto fall,
I'm reminded that nothing but nothing lasts forever at all.
But, the sun, the sea and the memory.
Sounds of surf on the shore echo the rhythms of my heart.
How many waves in a day? How many days in lifetime?
I'm always saddened by the end of summer even if I don't have to go back to school in the fall. The change of season reminds me of how important time--the dash between the birth and death dates that define our lives--is.
The recent death of Bruce Ackerman, a beloved friend in the San Fernando Valley and CEO of the Valley Economic Alliance, was an organized civic leader who made the most of his moments. Because of his management of "the dash," he was able to touch more lives than the average person ever considers.
For time is the only commodity we all share the same of each day.
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