No regrets.

Life-altering decisions. I’ve made them. Knowingly. Willingly. Had I not. My life would have been considerably different. Maybe better. Maybe worse. One will never know. But still, sometimes I speculate. Just for the fun of it. In 1965, for instance, I had several job opportunities.  And I elected to come to Minnesota. A place I had never been to before. Could just as easily have gone to other parts of the country.  I had other firm job offers. But I made a choice. That determined my destiny. Had I gone elsewhere. I would have met an entirely different cast of characters. Had different associates. Different friends. Perhaps a radically different personal history. I might not even be alive today.  Who knows? What would my alternative life been like? Makes me wonder. If some day. I’ll be granted the opportunity. To do it all over again. To see what would have happened. Had I decided to migrate. To New Zealand. All I can say today. Is that I have no regrets. Doing what I did. --Jim Broede