I'm not one to routinely scan the obituaries in our local newspaper or that of my hometown, in search of familiar names. Some people my age do, but so far I haven't acquired the habit. I take no comfort in knowing that quite a few people my age, or younger, have encountered the ultimate proof of their mortality.
I was disappointed when I discovered that the Chinese calendar does not have a bear in the rotation of twelve animals that mark its zodiac cycle. In Chinese tradition, each year is governed by one of 12 animals, and that creature's attributes are said to characterize the year. Given the manner in which the presidential primaries have progressed in this election year, it may come as no surprise to learn that 2016 is officially the year of the monkey.
In the world of marketing, there are groups of people who are identified by their readiness to adopt new things. Those who are adventurous and always on the lookout for the latest things are not surprisingly called "early adopters." At the opposite end of the scale are the "late adopters," those who seem to wait until nearly everyone else has tried or purchased that new thing.
There is probably no other time of year when Minnesotans in such large number are so narrowly focused on a species other than their own. Yes, there are more fishermen than deer hunters, and in May of each year there are almost as many boat trailers on the highways as there are cars. But devotees of that sport are diluted among many species, from musky addiction to trout snobbery, bassin' passion to walleye myopia, panfish preoccupation, and so on.
There are two transformations I take special note of as October passes and November arrives. Most dramatic is the loss of the vibrant leaves of maple, birch, aspen and other trees and shrubs, loosened from their moorings and finally knocked to the ground by wind and rain. Aside from the leaves of the tenacious oaks, what remains is a latticework of bare branches, which can be interesting in their own right, especially against the backdrop of a brilliant sunrise or sunset. The other transformation is more subtle and gradual.
I was sitting on the plywood seat of a duck boat, watching the sun gradually work its way up over a silhouetted ridge line on the eastern horizon. It was morning on the third and last day of a duck hunting trip, there with my hunting partner of more than three decades.
There was a time in the early history of man when the nomadic lifestyle was the rule rather than the exception. Tribes and bands of our ancestors commonly moved from place to place in response to such forces as seasonal weather, the habits and abundance of wild game, the availability of wild edibles on which they also subsisted, and so on. The development of primitive agriculture, man's ingenuity in using fire and the protective and sheltering byproducts of the hunt - like skins and furs - and using natural shelters, eventually made the nomadic lifestyle less universal.
The older one gets, the less they are surprised when they see bad decisions being made in government. That's not an unpatriotic statement, but a reflection of the fact that governments are composed of human beings, with all our flaws, foibles, and sometimes bad judgment. Whether it is truth or self-deception, I think many of us who fish, hunt, and take our recreations in the outdoors expect resource managers to be a cut above.
Despite the effectiveness of online marketing, the sale of goods through old-fashioned catalog merchandising has not slackened, at least if my mailbox is an indicator. Major retailers do make it easy for us to shop online.
Gun control has long been one of the most controversial and divisive issues in American life and politics. I remember as a young man slapping a bumper sticker on my much-the-worse-for-wear old vehicle, which read "When Guns Are Outlawed, Only Outlaws Will Have Guns." I have long since learned that the issue is much more complicated than that. Still, there are few better ways to start a heated argument at a social event than to express your views on gun control.