Frank Sinatra: My Way

We will now do the national anthem, but you need not rise.

For what is a man?

What has he got?

If not himself

Then he has not

To say the things

He truly feels

And not the words

Of one who kneels

Let the record show

I took the blows

And did it my way

Lyrics by Paul Anka

The problem, of course, is that for those of us who are not Frank Sinatra, my way is not always practical.  Sometimes it is unacceptable to others.  My way can lose you friends and family.  It can cost you business.  My way can be very lonely.

But the idea of it is appealing.  Something to strive for.

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