On Choosing The Perfect Gift

gift horse

Hand carved carousel horse from Kingsport, Tennessee

“His gifts have the virtue of mortality which spares me the burden of display or storage.”—Marcel Proust, ‘Swan’s Way’—

The great philosopher, Robert Hicks, made me aware of this quote several years ago. I have since tried to use it when choosing a gift—especially one for the wealthy or elderly.

Mr. Hicks explained, “If someone gives you a special gift such as a painting, a figurine, or something special, you will have to consider where or if it should be displayed. This may be a burden, especially if your gift display areas are already cluttered with other special and one-of-a-kind gifts. The gift carries with it a responsibility—we are not allowed to sell it, and it could be perilous to convert it into a gift for another person. This would mean that we are burdened with the duty of storage and, perhaps, periodic display.”

When choosing a gift, then, it may be important to consider the “mortality level” of the gift. Flowers serve their purpose and are disposed of. Chocolates may be consumed. What other ideas do you have for consumable or disposable gifts?

Keep on Smiling.
Everything is going to be all right.
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

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Is That How It Happened?

Quotes and Notes #359

Looking back

Looking back

“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.”—Marcel Proust—

I remember one of my most cherished possessions when I was eight was a pocket knife. One time I had a dime. I wanted to go to the hobby shop and buy a piece of balsa wood to carve a boat. It would be a wonderful boat with a sail and a Viking emblem. But, then, the Saturday morning movie that week featured Roy Rogers and Lash Larue. The movie cost a dime and I would get a free popsicle as I left the theater.

That is my first remembrance of financial conflict. It is also my first remembrance of problem solving. I found that a large piece of pine bark from a dead stump would make a satisfactory boat and I would still have my dime for the movie. That was sixty-two years ago—I wonder if it really happened?

I wanted to share that smile with you today
And to remind you that you are the only you in the world
Everything is going to be all right.

John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

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