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   In the wake of Martin Luther King Day, I wonder how you would evaluate your legacy. From the standpoint of fame, we all pale in comparison with the great people of history. Our legacies will have a smaller audience. But that doesn’t mean they won’t be important.
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    Recognizing that legacies are sometimes about our egos, how would you like to be remembered? There’s an old saying that we are not recalled for what we did but for how we made people feel? If this is true, how are we doing? I remember each of the people from the family photo taken in 1945. (I’m at bottom, left, in the hands of my young mom, who is now 95.)
   Consider the people you know who have passed away- family members for example. How do you remember them in terms of what they did versus how they made you feel?…   

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   My late father (with me, at left, in 1945) was very concerned with how he would be remembered. When
he typed up his autobiography, he listed lots of things he had done.
But what I recall is the rich quilt of memories he left for me and
my three siblings. And I remember how he made me feel. He was always my biggest fan.
   I remember the way he made us laugh and the way he laughed himself – until tears flowed. I also remember his stern example of morality, which often frightened me. And I remember all the efforts he made to create fun – endless games, family trips, dinner table conversation.
   A lifelong leader in the YMCA (fifty years) my dad believed deeply in the Y’s triangle of the balance among spirit, mind and body. The older I get, the more I find I resemble him.
   But legacy and memory are unpredictable things. We are so often recalled for reasons different than what we think. Someone we imagine we have helped may have forgotten us entirely. Someone we have forgotten may recall us more clearly than we would ever have thought.
   Perhaps the best way to leave a loving legacy is not to consider our legacy at all. The finest legacy may simply be that we did our best to Live Love. As long as we do that, our legacy takes care of itself.

-Erie Chapman

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5 responses to “Day 22 – Our Legacies”

  1. Edwin Loftin Avatar
    Edwin Loftin

    Life is ironic sometimes. As I came to wrk this morning I heard a song for the first time by Allen Jackson. As I listened I thought of my father and the values and principle of his life and pondered the legacy he will leave someday. The lyrics of this simple song speak to the point of legacy and values that we all share.
    Small Town Country Man by Allen Jackson:
    Born the middle son of a farmer
    And a small town Southern man
    Like his daddy’s daddy before him
    Brought up workin’ on the land
    Fell in love with a small town woman
    And they married up and settled down
    Natural way of life if you’re lucky
    For a small town Southern man
    First there came four pretty daughters
    For this small town Southern man
    Then a few years later came another
    A boy, he wasn’t planned
    Seven people livin’ all together
    In a house built with his own hands
    Little words with love and understandin’
    From a small town Southern man
    Chorus:
    And he bowed his head to Jesus
    And he stood for Uncle Sam
    And he only loved one woman
    (He) was always proud of what he had
    He said his greatest contribution
    Is the ones you leave behind
    Raised on the ways and gentle kindness
    Of a small town Southern man
    (Raised on the ways and gentle kindness)
    (Of a small town Southern man)
    Callous hands told the story
    For this small town Southern man
    He gave it all to keep it all together
    And keep his family on his land
    Like his daddy, years wore out his body
    Made it hard just to walk and stand
    You can break the back
    But you can’t break the spirit
    Of a small town Southern man
    Chorus:
    And he bowed his head to Jesus
    And he stood for Uncle Sam
    And he only loved one woman
    (He) was always proud of what he had
    He said his greatest contribution
    Is the ones you leave behind
    Raised on the ways and gentle kindness
    Of a small town Southern man
    (Raised on the ways and gentle kindness)
    (Of a small town Southern man)
    Finally death came callin’
    For this small town Southern man
    He said it’s alright ’cause I see angels
    And they got me by the hand
    Don’t you cry, and don’t you worry
    I’m blessed, and I know I am
    ‘Cause God has a place in Heaven
    For a small town Southern man
    Chorus:
    And he bowed his head to Jesus
    And he stood for Uncle Sam
    And he only loved one woman
    (He) was always proud of what he had
    He said his greatest contribution
    Is the ones you leave behind
    Raised on the ways and gentle kindness
    Of a small town Southern man
    (Raised on the ways and gentle kindness)
    (Of a small town Southern man)
    As for Martin Luther King, Mother Theresa, Ghandi, Your family or my Father its what we leave behind in our trail of life, our values and teachings that make Living Love so worthwhile.

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  2. Karen York Avatar
    Karen York

    I agree with your last statement Erie. When we focus on living love, how we are remembered will fall into place.

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  3. Tom Knowles-Bagwell Avatar
    Tom Knowles-Bagwell

    As soon as I begin considering the question of legacy, my ego jumps into high gear. I think I’ll just stick with “living Love, Not Fear.” That seems a lot more comfortable to me.

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  4. liz Wessel Avatar
    liz Wessel

    I am discovering little things matter to me. In the pauses and in between spaces is where the vibrancy of life unfolds. To slow my pace and to seize upon the moments that life continually offers. I want to be aware and not miss the chances for Love to manifest, whether in a simple gesture, in receptivity to receiving and giving Love, and in forgiving. Rather than resist life with an “I never want to die” stance, I am learning to accept and surrender to life’s terms and therein I live. Perhaps, this is a natural progression in awareness; life is precious, now.
    I doubt I will be remembered long but while I am here, I want my children, friends, family to know that they are Loved beyond measure, to know they are Love, and I want to dedicate myself in Love for the good of all.

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  5. Karen York Avatar
    Karen York

    To add to my prior comment, I have thought about the legacy or the memory that my children will take with them when they leave our home. In the days of bottles and diapers, each day was easily filled with tasks. I decided to be purposeful about the culture in our home and to be sure that we played and laughed in the midst of the tasks. I am hopeful that my children will go away with memories of warmth and love.

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