*Long thought*
I regret the feelings I have had toward Lynn.
With the sudden loss of John
@BigJUGGY laying heavy on my heart, I learned this morning that an architect I've worked with for the last 2 years is on his death bed. This after seeing him at a job meeting 2 weeks ago.
I met him when we started a project near Hickory. He was a very arrogant "matter of fact" kinda guy. I assumed in his late 60's. His career was as the architect for Golden Corral. So he knew VERY little about school design. But he was disdainful and had a true intolerance for anyone (even moreso than most architects) refused to accept any input others had. This bit him in the ass once DPI reviewed his design, and EVERYTHING we warned him about came back as a rejection from state. This man would readily throw you under the bus, and would talk down to you, treating you like you were beneath him at every opportunity. He was never wrong, and you (as any kind of consultant) were just an UN-necessary evil.
I never disrespected the man, nor did I ever call him out, either privately nor publicly, despite truly deserving both. (If I LIKE you and you're a dick, I'm giving you all the hell I can, BECAUSE I like you, DESPITE being a dick) However, in my MIND I had envisioned choking him till the life left his body at nearly every meeting. I disliked him in a way that I've not experienced often in my life. I would learn later from the civil, client, power company, and GC that ultimately was awarded the contract, that I was not alone. This man was LOATHED by many.
This morning I learned that he's been living with colon, liver and bone cancer (spine) and was told a few years ago that even with treatment, he was a dead man walking.
That changed my perspective. I'm not sure HOW knowing my expiration date was looming would affect me. I'd LIKE to think that I'd quit work, take out my investments, and live life to it's fullest. But who could know. He's known he was dying soon since before I met him. Maybe he was a different person before. Maybe a NICE person. Also found out he's only 59, but looks nearly 70. I'm usually pretty dang good with my assessment of "people". I got this one totally wrong.
Regardless, I regret the FEELINGS (not actions...like I said, I was nice to the man) I had toward him. And I also hope to learn from this. If I'm in a similar situation, I don't want people to be glad I'm there. I want them to think highly of me, and feel I respected them, treating them like they matter.
Thinking the 76 F100 of my dads sitting in the driveway is gonna get some love in the coming years. Thinking a 4 link, crown vic front end, maybe some air bags 
, unsure on the motor but I'd like to have a turbo for some serious hoonin' 
