I just got back from The Big City. In this instance it was
the Washington, DC metropolitan area. This is not one of my favorite
activities, but I was there for one of those utilitarian activities, that being
to provide my freelance audio producer services to generate some revenue to
finance my living free lifestyle.
Since I’ve done very little over the past three to four
years to promote any new business and since I’m also not independently
financially wealthy, I find that it’s time to spend a little time generating
some extra money to build up the cash reserves to finance the upcoming travel.
So, after downsizing and contemplating those audio services that I both enjoy
doing and pay pretty well for the time invested, I generated a new business
card.
Behold . . .
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If you know of anyone requiring the services of a seasoned
veteran of the “audio wars,” I stand ready to fill the call. Just connect us.
The project I just returned from was for one of my long time
clients and good friends. These projects are especially gratifying because I
know what to expect and I also enjoy working with both the principal member of
the business (my long time friend) and his staff. And it included a one-night
stay at a very nice Hyatt Regency hotel. I have to admit, the Hyatt rooms are
several notches over the Motel 6, Super 8 and Americas Best Value Inn
accommodations I utilize during my personal travels. The project was similar to
the project I worked with the same client on last October in Chicago. The great
part of working with this client is that he owns all his own sound equipment
and I’m very familiar with it because I designed and built the system for him
and keep it maintained.
So, I visited my Air Force buddy in Falls Church, Virginia
for a couple evenings. His home in Falls Church was where I rested my head
during the week for most of the past three years. And, I worked on a nice
project and may have connected with a couple potential new clients. All worth
putting up with the congestion and traffic in The Big City for a few days.
People often find it interesting that I grew up a mere 12
miles from New York City in the New York metropolitan area with the Empire
State Building and the Big Apple skyline in view until I was 22 years old, yet
I am not a fan of city living.
It’s true! At my current age of 67, I’ve lived in large city
metropolitan areas for approximately 30 years of my life and in rural/small
town areas for the other 37 years. Cities do nothing for me. But, of course,
this is an individual choice. My son grew up and lived in rural/small town
areas for about 20 years of his 33 and currently lives in Seattle after having
lived in the Washington, DC metropolitan area and Boston after he left the
nest. He enjoys city living. In many ways we are “like father, like son.” But,
in this one instance we are opposites.
I don’t have anything against the “Big City.” As a matter of
fact, I often tell people that I enjoy visiting various cities including NYC,
Philadelphia, Chicago, Atlanta, Baltimore, Seattle, San Diego, Denver and
especially, San Francisco. Notably absent from list were Boston, Los Angeles,
Washington, DC and several others because I don’t enjoy visiting them as much.
But, whenever I do go to a big city it reminds me of why I choose to live in a
more rural and small town environment and I’m always ready to get out of “Dodge.”
There is a distinct migratory trend over my lifetime. You
can see a pattern.
My hometown, Clifton, New Jersey was where I grew up 12
miles from New York City. From there I moved to Syracuse, NY a much smaller
metro area, but still a pretty big city. Then Uncle Sam moved me to Washington,
DC where I lived just over the border in Maryland for four years. Here’s the
rest of the pattern after that . . .
Clifton, NJ 11.4 sq miles, population 84,100 (1st
22 years)
(NYC metro area)
Annapolis, MD 7.6
sq miles, population 38,400 (10 years)
Winchester, VA 9.3
sq miles, population 26,200 (27 years)
Keyser, WV 1.9 sq miles, population 5,300 (6 months – temporary)
Sparta, NC 2.4 sq miles, population 1,800 (size of the next area
I’d
enjoy living – sort of my version of Mayberry USA).
There is a very obvious direction I’m heading. One of my
travel objectives as I tour around the U.S. is to find lots of these small
towns, learn about the area, become acquainted with the people who live there,
learn also about the climate and ultimately select two or possibly three
locations as considerations for a secondary and possibly a final “base camp” as
I draw closer to the end of my journey of life.
There is a lyric from the Broadway Musical and Film West
Side Story that goes, “There’s a place for me. A time and place for me.”
And, indeed, there is, “Someday! Somewhere!” I’ve modified the lyric just a
little from “us” to “me” since right now I’m only planning for myself. But, who
knows what the future holds. I believe in never saying never about anything.
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