Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Musings From the Throne
I pick up this new addition stuffed in the magazine rack. It is a Reader's Digest. It is at least 2 times bigger than the Reader's Digests I remember hanging around doctor offices everywhere when I was younger. The cover has the classic Reader's Digest logo in huge letters. Nearby the words, "Large Print" tells me this Reader's Digest focused readership are old farts.
I immediately forget wondering why there is a Reader's Digest even mixed in with the normal rags found in the throne side rack. I shift to a feeling of being insulted. I am sure my lovely wife is the culprit who placed this reminder of old age at my fingertips. She's sneaky that way. Always leaving little tokens around that tell me I screwed up somewhere. Dirty dishes piled up at my place on the kitchen table. Bags of trash piled in the living room I neglected to remove in timely manner.
But a copy of a large print Reader's Digest? What could this mean? Her point seemed way more subtle than my pitiful excuse of a mind could handle. I could still read fine. Did not need large print anything yet. Although it does seem the miserly bastards in charge of the print world now are using smaller print. If she had left a hearing aid next to the TV remote, I would immediately get the point. But a large print Reader's Digest? Her possible motive was beyond me.
I lost interest as to her motivation once I opened the mag. Immediately, memories of waiting rooms form my youth came flooding back. I remembered one doctor I visited while we lived in Tallahassee, Florida. I had a recurring appointment schedule with him after a collapsible wooden chair tried to cut one of my fingers off. Over the course of a two to three month period, he had the same two magazines in his waiting room. Both were dogeared and almost unreadable. One was a Time from several years before and the other a five year old Reader's Digest. I read both enough, I almost had them memorized.
As I thumbed through this modern day version of Reader Digest's effort to fight the digital tide, my wife's possible motives faded. The larger type threw me off at first. As each page turned, I saw one familiar feature after another. "Humor in Uniform", the obligatory crossword puzzle, word power quiz, "Points to Ponder", all the old go to features were there. This was Reader's Digest alright. Bigger maybe and on cheaper paper, but it was the same as I remembered from years ago.
Oddly, this brought me some comfort. No matter how much things change, tokens from the past hang in there, reminding us that the past is never very far behind us.
Keep it 'tween the ditches ...........................................