The Day

G.M. Gall

Eighty-one years old! What a lot of days to look back at, most good, some bad, many mundane. But the DAY! Thats to-day. It seems such a long time since Maude said Theres a man in a suit walking up the glen. In a suit? Up here! Where theres no road to the door, just a track. So now the DAY has arrived. How long was it since the man in the suit came tin the door? Fully five years I would guess.

So today is the DAY, will it ever be forgotten? Has it been worth it to get here? It has been hard going; chemistry was the worst. The atom was still intact when I took Highers, how long ago? Lets see, seven years at sea, seven years working on farms, a year and a bit at college retaking higher maths and higher physics and chemistry, the authority had insisted on that, just as well I realised. Spherical trigonometry and navigation cut no ice. Fifteen years, plus three years as an undergraduate, but today, this very DAY I would become a Batchelor of Science (Agriculture). ... (continues)