I owe Gary Hewson a huge debt. Gary taught me, in a lot of ways, what it means to be happy. That's quite a tall order, yes? I used to work with Gary, and whenever anyone asked how Gary was doing, he'd say things like, "If I were any better I'd have to be two people!" This made me retch a bit, truth be told, because I was a cynic (or wanted to be because it was cool to be cynical), and because I was certain it was a lie, even if it was a polite and charming lie. Eventually I started to realize, though, that even if it wasn't always true when Gary said it, it generally was. Gary was actually a happy guy. Until that point, I don't think I really understood that people could be happy, you know, like as a continuous state. Moments of happiness, sure, but a lifetime of happiness?
I think that really, what I learned from Gary is that happiness can be like good posture. My cynical sneering was like slouching against a wall with a cigarette. Kind of romantic for a youth, but not very attractive in an adult. And like standing up straight, happiness could be chosen, could be learned, could be habitualized.
Today when I was asked at work how I was doing, I answered, "Terrific!" It was true, too.
Thanks Gary.
Oh, and I got new glasses today:
The girls asked why I bought "old man" glasses. I think I want my money back.
Ah well, at least I'll be one of those happy senile old men...
Posted by Ken Allen at October 7, 2004 1:03 AM