The Best Time of My Life
By Joe Kemp
  It was June 15, and in two days I would be turning thirty. I was
insecure about entering a new decade of my life and feared that my
best years were now behind me.
   My daily routine included going to the gym for a workout before
going to work. Every morning I would see my friend Nicholas at the
gym. He was seventy-nine years old and in terrific shape. As I
greeted Nicholas on this particular day, he noticed I wasn't full of
my usual vitality and asked if there was anything wrong. I told him I
was feeling anxious about turning thirty. I wondered how I would look
back on my life once I reached Nicholas's age, so I asked him, "What
was the best time of your life?"
   Without hesitation, Nicholas replied, "Well, Joe, this is my
philosophical answer to your philosophical question:
   "When I was a child in Austria and everything was taken care of
for me and I was nurtured by my parents, that was the best time of my
life.
   "When I was going to school and learning the things I know
today, that was the best time of my life.
   "When I got my first job and had responsibilities and got paid
for my efforts, that was the best time of my life.
   "When I met my wife and fell in love, that was the best time of
my life.
   "The Second World War came, and my wife and I had to flee
Austria to save our lives. When we were together and safe on a ship
bound for North America, that was the best time of my life.
   "When we came to Canada and started a family, that was the best
time of my life.
   "When I was a young father, watching my children grow up, that
was the best time of my life.
   "And now, Joe, I am seventy-nine years old. I have my health, I
feel good and I am in love with my wife just as I was when we first
met. This is the best time of my life."
Reprinted by permission of Joe Kemp (c) 1997 from A 5th Portion of
Chicken Soup for the Soul by Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen. In
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