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A life well lived….

September 4, 2012

One of my mentors died about two weeks ago, Wendell David passed away on 19 Aug. He was 94. Like all of us, he was many things in his life but he lived his life with a quiet dignity full of honor and integrity.  At a time in my life when I was full of piss and vinegar, he was one of the old men at the Church my family attended.  What made him special to me was that he sought me out and always shook my hand and spoke few words of encouragement.

 I attended Arkansas State University and I did not know until his passing that he played basketball for Arkansas State College in the 1930s. Never did he reveal this fact to me. He was not just a player, but one of the star players. He was so respected by his teammates that when the team had to travel on Sunday, the team would wait until Wendell got out of Church before they would leave on their trip. What would the world say about Wendell today? I don’t know, but I am sure it would be less than flattering. Imagine that, a college athlete that values something other than himself.

Following college, America entered World War II. Wendell joined the Army Air Corp and began to teach academics to student pilots. He was a Staff Sergeant, and just like today the enlisted folks are not allowed to teach officers. So, the Army sent him and his brother to Officer Training School. By the time he graduated, he was the Class Commander. In a class size of a few hundred, he was selected by his peers to be their leader.  What an honor, this one fact speaks to me in ways that nothing else could. When I was in OCS, I was voted most likely to break a rule and this man was their Supreme Commander.  

During the war, he was ordered to teach the pilots math and weather during their training. He was a pilot himself but ordered to do a job, far behind the lines of battle. His was a job of preparing men to go to war and risk everything. No one likes to be left behind and I wonder how much guilt he felt while he sat at home in safety, with his family while others were dying. I would expect he would simply say that it was tough, and leave it with those words. I have been out of the military for almost 5 years now and I still feel guilty when my friends head over there.

Following the war, he worked for several different companies across the southern United States. I met him as he began his retired life and I can’t say that we were close, I can say that he made an impact on me. Some lessons that I feel that he taught me are:

  1. A kind word, a smile and treating others with respect are very important. When I first met him, the world saw me as a short, long hair punk. He saw me as a person with potential.
  2. You are the person you are, not the person you were. I met him as an accomplished human in the twilight of life, of so I thought. He saw himself as the same man he always had been. He didn’t live his life looking backwards, but looking forwards. He was seeking out new challenges and opportunities.
  3. Our short conversation never started with the word I. He always spoke about me and not himself. I was too self-absorbed to notice, but he taught me anyway. Was he physical pain? I am sure of it. I am 43 and have a foot, hip, stomach and a headache. Whaaaa, I am a baby. He was in his 70s and knew better to tell a young person his problems.

Besides honoring Wendell, I do have a point. Just like Wendell moved from phase of life to phase of life. I am doing the same. I kind of feel self-conscious but it is what must be done and then I can move on with my life. I am ready to announce to my real life friends that I am entering the world of writing. I am not stupid and I have no plans to quit my night job but from now on I will officially be rob akers, author, in addition to all of my other life titles.

I am uncomfortable making this about me, and for this post only I will publicize my new path in life. This blog’s purpose is to showcase my writing and provide a place where I can be found. But my writing will always be about you, the readers.  My stories will always focus on the heroes. Those who serve our country by living your lives with honor and dignity just like Wendell.  I will write about those who risk their lives to help others, those who put themselves in danger to make those around them safe and those who wear a uniform.

I want to thank everyone who will be shortly receiving a text or e-mail. You are all my friends and I love all of you.  My only goal is to be someone that you will be proud to know. I will do my best to live with honor and respect for all. I have to make one small request of you. If I ever get rich like the Harry Potter lady and I fall off the deep end like Mike Tyson with 20 white tigers and a face tattoo. I expect every one of you to kick me squarely in the rear end.

Thank you all

rob

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11 Comments
  1. Doesn’t it make you break into a cold sweat to put those words out there? I am a writer. Yes, Rob, you are. Write my friend!

  2. Thank you for the encouragement.

  3. Scott lowe permalink

    If you ever get rich you had better buy me a 96 Tacoma 2 wheel drive. Thanks for including me in your life little buddy. Love ya bro!

    • For those of you who do not know my friend Scott Lowe. The character of JoJo in the Captain Bill Rimes story is based on my close friend. Wild eyed and full of life, Scotty can lighten the darkest of rooms or tents as the case may be. We flew together for several months in 2003. He kept my spirits high while we delivered freedom with courage. He is a true American hero, a best friend, a great neighbor, future General and President of the homeowners association. My hero!

  4. Wow, I had no idea that you like to write. Hmmmph, what do you think about that? Good luck Rob! I’m looking forward to following this blog and I’m not a blogger. :))

  5. Debi Stowers permalink

    Rob, I am really looking forward to reading UR blog. Loved the story of UR mentor and the lessons learned. You did great.

    • Christy and Debi. They along with their husbands Brian and Toney were instrumental helping Donetta and I navigate life’s struggles 8 years ago. They are two wonderful Christian women who are the glue that holds their families together. Strong, intelligent and passionate about life they are examples of everything that is right.

      Debi is a cancer survivor and a woman who reaches out to all who suffer at the hands of that terrible disease.

      Christi is a wonderful mom and a strong advocate of children issues. She leads by example by adopting two of her three kids.

      I admire both of these ladies and thank them for making our country stronger just by their presence and lives.

  6. Honesty and humility are such strengths for a writer. (Have you considered memoir writing?)

    I remember reading one of your early WD prompt pieces and thinking it was okay (good metaphors), and this week I read it and… well, you got my comment. I’m far from an expert, but as a reader (a pretty analytical one) I’ve noticed how much better your work’s gotten over the past year.

    It’s unreal that you’ve taken this step. You know what they say – persistence and passion are evey bit as important as talent, and you’ve got all three, so you go for it, mate.

  7. Thank you sir. Your encouragement is important to me. I know you are an expert in the writing world and I truly appreciate you taking the time to help me along. It is always difficult to gage improvement and I am glad that you have noticed.

    I have a long way to go before I am publishable. After your comments about the first 1300 words, I sent the selection to the site “Flogging the Quill.” The critique was posted yesterday and he agreed with you, I am not ready. During the past two weeks, my brother and I spent a couple of hours talking about the book. In summary, we are re-writing the first third of the book. I plan to do a full post in a couple of days about this experience.

    You mentioned writing a memoir. The answer is yes, for about 2 seconds but not about me. About the 120 men and women I had the great pleasure to serve with. My experiences are not worthy of a full book, but the squadron I was a part of would make a great story. However, I have no desire to be the one to do that. The years I was assigned to that unit were remarkable in every way. But there are too many skeletons that I know about. I could never tell about them because of the trust that my friends have in me.

    The squadron’s stories will live for now in the WD prompt under the Bill Rimes banner. These stories are all based on fact. Sometimes it is 1% and sometimes 99%. This week’s prompt was dedicated to my friend, Senior Master Sergeant Paul D. Because I don’t have his permission I will not disclose his last name. He is a musician and is known as the singing Loadmaster. We were talking about my writing announcement and he asked if I would include him in a story. The section that described the experience of being deployed is 100% true. Only the riddle was fiction.

    I am including a link for anyone who is curious. http://www.writersdigest.com/prompts/shes-not-dead the story is the sixth story about 1/3rd of the page down. If you are visiting for the first time please check out the other authors. There is a lot of talent and some wonderful stories.

  8. A lovely and fitting Memorial to someone who made a mark on the world and on you.
    Thank you for sharing him with us, and the world.

  9. Thank you for joining the discussion. You are always welcome here!

    I have been fortunate to have spent several nights/days in your wonderful country. I have been from sea to sea Vancouver, Edmonton, Winnipeg, Toronto, Halifax, Montreal and St. Johns. In every city, each time I felt like I was at home. Your countrymen are all welcoming and very friendly.

    I truly and honestly hope the NHL gets the labor issues solves very soon so things will be right in your part of the world!

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