Jack's last year was not an easy one. Everything was becoming increasingly difficult, and he came to spend most of his time in front of the TV watching nothing in particular. Margie and I were trying to figure out what we could do to bring some richness and meaning back to his life.
Our last inspiration was based on Jack's childhood hobby-- model trains. They still had a big collection of these packed up in boxes in the garage. Margie and I spent several weekends moving furniture around and constructing a big table that might serve as a train room. We thought of it as a long shot-- Jack was losing interest in so much-- but it seemed worth giving it a try.
The project turned out far more successfully than we had dreamed. Jack returned to the hobby with his boyhood passion, and spent almost all of his time in the room that was now all his. He threw his energy into painting the table and organizing the layout. He was quite enthusiastic about attending the model train exhibition that was coming to the Del Mar Fairgrounds in January. But congestive heart failure left him too weak for that last planned trip.
I had an odd thought as I reflected in late December on the past year. In thinking about the various things I'd attempted and accomplished during the year, personally and professionally, the one of which I was most proud was that train room. I'm not sure why I would single that out as the thing of which to be most proud. Maybe it was because it was a true gamble-- it could easily have failed, but we gave it our best effort anyway, and it worked. Or maybe because it was basically a fairly decent thing to try to do.
I remember my former colleague at the University of Virginia, Ken Elzinga, once described a committee he'd served on to select a student for an award that was supposed to include as a criterion moral character. Ken told me that he'd ask the candidates in the interview, "Tell us something you've done over the last year that you're most proud of. Don't worry about bragging or holding back-- tell us the very best about yourself." I remember thinking that could be a rather daunting question. But if Ken were to interrogate me for 2007, that train table would be my answer.
Which got me to thinking, maybe one of my New Year's resolutions should be to do something I'm proud of every week and not just once a year...
And then I decided, maybe the goal shouldn't just be to do something each week that I was proud of, but do something every day. Admittedly, that means lowering the standards a bit, giving myself credit for carrying out whatever simple, day-to-day personal and professional responsibilities that fall into my lap. But that's what decent people are supposed to do. And being a decent person is something you really should be proud of.
So here's an Easter thought for you to ponder: try to do something every day that you'd be proud of yourself for doing.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Do something you're proud of everyday
James Hamilton on his late father-in-law, not the usual macroeconomic commentary;