There are people who I admire.
There are people who I like.
There are people who I try to like.
There are people who I gave up on the trying part.
There are people who I fall in love with instantly.
And then there are those people who I never meant to fall in love with, but somehow so slowly that I didn’t even realize it, the cord of love started wrapping itself around my heart, and they became bound to my heart. All without me really realizing what was happening.
Mr. Ryan is one of those people.
There is so much to admire about him. He is a painter.
He makes the most beautiful saddles I have ever seen. Here is a work in progress.
He is a fighter. As a veteran of World War II, he is one of the few survivors of the U.S.S. Longshaw that was destroyed on May 18, 1945. He had to swim for 12 hours before he was rescued.
He is a peace maker. He uses his years of wisdom to create peace instead of giving long accounts of all he knows.
He likes my kids and has enough patience to teach them woodcarving, and he lets us catch polywogs in his pond.
He likes my cooking. Now since I have four kiddos, and each one has an “I Won’t Eat This Even If I Have to Sit Here Until I Can Drive” list that is three pages long, I greatly appreciate anyone who loves my cooking.
My kids and Hunni are at his place today enjoying themselves.
Thank you, Mr. Ryan.
Do you have a “Mr. Ryan” in your life. If not, I recommend getting one this Memorial Day weekend. Here are some tips for finding your “Mr. Ryan.”
- They can be found hanging around small town airports chatting in groups, at older coffee/doughnut spots, at your local church/meeting, living next door, around the corner, or down the street.
- Pick one out, and start-up a conversation (they have lived fascinating lives).
- Listen, don’t talk, listen.
- Invite your “Mr. Ryan” to your church/meeting picnic, local parade, backyard BBQ, or out for coffee.
- Have your kids call him/her “Mr.” or “Mrs.” to show respect.
- But I am warning you. If you do these things, you might be in mortal danger of falling in love–all without you realizing. So proceed being fairly warned.
Now if you already have a “Mr. Ryan” tell us about him/her below. And Mr. Ryan thanks you too.