Immortality. If that’s not in the cards, however, perhaps an album filled with photos of me at various times in my life could be given to anyone who has a reason to remember me.

While I’ve never given much thought to my legacy I have considered suggestions for the epitaph on my tombstone. At one time the statement that “he always wanted 4 pieces of bacon” was the leading candidate, but that is no longer apropos as I’ve cut back to 3 slices since my heart attack. I’ve been known to use the expression “knock ‘em dead” to inspire my sons, but that is unsuitable as an epitaph for me because it can be interpreted that I was a belligerent sort. Then there is the thought that my epitaph should read “”he never let down”, which, although true, has only applied because I set a low bar on expectations.

I do think there are a few good things that can be said about the way I’ve conducted my life. I’ve always been a good tipper. I’ve been known to tell an entertaining tale or joke. I’ve been kind to pets by never owning or wanting one. I usually rooted for the underdog unless the opponent was the Yankees or the Redskins. My credit rating is excellent. I’ve purposely avoided singing when it would offend people. And the list could go on and on. But none of that behavior, while admirable, amounts to a meaningful legacy.

I don’t want folks to focus on just one truth when my name comes up, such as “he was a good tax guy”, or “you should see him play Hearts”, or “he never flaunted his good looks”, or “he courageously managed his AFib medical condition for over 15 years”. I prefer that I’m remembered for having good personal qualities, so much so that my legacy could be that I was the epitome of awesomeness.

If someone doesn’t want to go that far, however, I would be honored if my legacy is one of integrity, kindness, gentleness, and sensitivity. Those are the qualities that have guided my life, and earned, I hope, the respect of others.

Or, when discussing my legacy, just say “he was a good egg”.