Having been a Scout and Scout Leader (as well as adult leader trainer) I 'll add........
(in EVERY vehicle)
canteen of water........check
my truck box is filled with one small tool box, and enough survival gear to live a couple weeks comfortably in the woods.
the old Scout motto and slogan apply today as much as ever.......
Do Your Best
I do remember nap time during school. I think it was kindergarten and maybe into first grade. Recess was a normal thing, twice a day if I remember correctly. Also walking home from school in the first grade, by myself.
30 was a lot harder for me than 40 or 50, but turning 60 later this year has been pretty tough. If I knew I was going to live this long I would have taken better care of myself when I was younger! Hopefully 60 will be just like 30 was, just another bump in the road.
Motrin will become your best friend (and enemy). Getting old ain't for wimps, but you're up to it (really no rational choice).
I go on Medicare at the end of the year. Have slowed down but not stopped. The good news is that with all the pill bottles that will become available, they offer great opportunities for storing "stuff", such as spare ammo.
If I knew I was going to live this long I would have taken better care of myself
RJ I use aspirin and alcohol for pain. Probably not the best combination, but I don't put pharmaceuticals into my system other than aspirin, unless I really hurt, then I take Tylenol between the aspirin offset 2 hours, but it's rare I have to do that. My poison of choice is usually good beer; 2 or 3 after work and I'm out like a light. For the most part I plow through and don't suffer much till I stop, then it catches up with me.
Thus far I've spent a lifetime beating the hell out of myself, but some of it was a lot of fun!
Parnelli, my preferred med is Vodka. In a pinch, I'll do IBU, but fortunately I don't need that often. Tylenol - unless it is #3 - doesn't do much for me. Aspirin thins my blood, which is generally a good thing. But my Dad used aspirin extensively to thin his blood (fear of a stroke), and then got a hemorrhagic stroke that almost killed him because of the thinness of the blood.
I have been blessed with being able to only occasionally need any meds (other than BP and PC meds). Once my bone cancer spreads, I'll likely become an opiod zombie like my brother was his last year.
Things NOT to do. Forget the daily check list. Forget to initial your daily med schedule when you take your hourly needful meds. Forget to place the eye ball lubricant next to the bed. Forget to place your close up reading glasses next to the bed sosss you can read in bed all propped up with those six, (6) big fluffy pillows.
Things NEVER to do. Forget to reestablish the toilet paper spare roll count under the bathroom sink close to the can. NEVER get the instant super glue tiny squeeze bottle confused with the aforementioned eye ball lube tiny squeeze bottle placed next to the bed. We try to have no such OTHER tiny squeeze bottles anywhere in the house.
Do NOT place yourself in a physical situation where you must or should bend from the waist. Too much titanium in the lower back. Always bend from the knees. Do NOT assist the handy man moving around heavy furniture. I did two days ago. Still in good pain from THAT. NEVER consider looking backwards in life ... only forward!!
Punching extra notches on your Single-Sided Double-Density 5.25" floppy disks so you could turn them over and use the other side.
"Vux"ing each day (peculiar to Army guys with secure systems) "in the day"... When in Army G3, our secure server was encrypted with an ancient IBM server, with an 8" floppy drive locked in a safe. This was in the early '90s! Had to "Vux" each day. The 8" floppy wore down due to the dusty conditions, and periodically, I would have to find a low-level geek who loved ancient systems to get a replacement 8" floppy with the right code. Didn't need haircuts because I was scratching myself bald at the insanity of this.
I was thinking this morning about how much of a hurry I had been in for so many things in the past; it dawned on me that for all that time the only thing I was really in a hurry for was to grow old, irregardless of what I thought I was in a hurry for.