First it was flirting while driving that caused many accidents. I could understand that one. Then came the ‘car’ phone, no problem they were cool but only a few of us had them. NEXT with the Cell phone, folks got carried away talking and had a few accidents. NOW TEXTING AND SEXTING we are seeing folks being killed in accidents texting going down the road. I see it and you must see it. I hope for your sake you are not doing it. We don’t want to lose you.
I cannot test sitting at the table, well I can if I try hard enough, but it is rough for me. It would be VERY distracting if I tried it.
Every generation has its problems, and the seniors look at them and say we are headed to hell in a hand basket (whatever that means?).
(I want y’all to straighten up & fly right, or else…..)
I honestly think the kids are learning less in school; for one thing, simple math without a calculator is a challenge. I am facing a personal dilemma concerning couples living together and/or getting married. At my age I see living together as ‘wrong, in my day it was shacking–up ( a very out of date term). HOWEVER, I see divorce as just as bad a sign for the youth. So I have decided to back off in my judgment, judging is not my job anyway. It is hard, but folks are going to live their lives and accept the results as I have.
At 72 years old things are downhill from now on out, I have that much sense left. I hope to be able to drive this motor home for 6-10 years more and then it is STOP for safety’s sake, yours and ours. I used to could think and plan 10-20 years ahead, but no more, if you are past 70 your life is winding down. We can encourage and praise the health of some, but averages do not lie, the end is within 20 years unless you are very fortunate.
We have a friend here, W.C. Field’s son Bill. Bill is 93 and we see him weekly at Hardees. He volunteers at the hospital; both his mind & health are good. Bill is an exception.
So take care of yourself and don’t sext while driving, BILL doesn’t!
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Because they had no reservations at a busy restaurant, my elderly neighbor and his wife were told there would be a 45-minute wait for a table. 'Young man, we're both 90 years old, ' the husband said. 'We may not have 45 minutes.' They were seated immediately.
My selection of car of the day:
I think this is about a 1946 Mercury WOODIE