You can never go teach again

So when the invitation to resume teaching came, I quickly accepted. Perhaps too quickly as it turned out ...

It's a quirk of human nature that, on growing old, we wish for the chance, just one last time, to do those things that brought us joy and thrills in our youth, to relive the times when we were young and strong.

For me, it would be just one more climb up a sheer rock wall, or one more jump out the door of a Huey helicopter, or climbing atop a trampoline to throw one more triple-back somersault.

With age, supposedly, comes wisdom, not to mention arthritis and limbs and joints that have seen far, far better days. So last fall, when out of the blue I was invited to return to the classroom to teach, it seemed like the proverbial trip back to younger days, an offer too good to refuse.

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