Blog 3470 – 05.04.2025

By the Numbers

The number one hundred has figured a lot in my life over the last several years. A little over ten years ago (one tenth of a hundred) when I began this daily blog it was with a couple of goals in mind, first was building a platform, a following of at least ten thousand followers, to help me get a book that I had written about my daughter published. I ended up publishing it myself in this very blog one chapter or episode a day for thirty two days, one for each of the thirty-two years that Emily Elaine lived and graced us with her song. The title of the book is: “Emily – The Little Girl Who Sang Her Song To Anyone Who Came Along.”

The goal of a platform of ten thousand followers morphed into a goal of publishing ten thousand blogs. Ten thousand is actually one hundred-hundred and I calculate that at one blog a day I will need to live to the age of one hundred to accomplish this goal. Writing a blog every day is ambitious enough, yet I figure that since I wrote both my first wife and mother a letter everyday during my eleven month tour of duty in the Republic of South Vietnam in 1970 that I can easily write one little blog everyday. I consider these blogs also to be like love letters, love notes, put in bottles and cast into the sea with the hope that they drift around the world and are guided somehow to those who will find them entertaining, enlightening, but must of all encouraging.

Living to one hundred may be as they say “a bridge too far” or “more than I can hope for” nevertheless it is my goal and as I say to myself and the Universe everyday in my daily mantra: “I ask whatsoever I will believing I shall receive. I seek and I shall find. I knock and it shall be opened unto me.”

Several years ago I heard a then popular song by Five For Fighting called 100 Years and liked it so much that I practiced and practiced singing along and then recorded it and made it part of my David Sings karaoke style sing-along song collection. What else should a person do when he or she has only got a hundred years to live. The latest lines that I have added to my ever growing mantra say it all for me along with today’s song:

“Come dance with me, come sing with me, come walk with me, come talk with me, come ride with me, come fly with me, come follow me like you used to do. I can still show you Who (and Whose) you are.”

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David James White

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100 Years