I’m in Wichita today celebrating my nephew Kyle’s high school graduation.
These eighteen years have flown by and it got me to thinking about what’s truly important in life.
Here’s a famous Robert Frost poem that sums it up better than I ever could.
I dedicate it to the best nephew an Uncle ever had:
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Too many of us are afraid to take risks and, sadly, because of that we fail to make a difference.
So Kyle, high school grads, here’s to untraveled roads.








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