How often have you looked at a baby, and wondered how they grew to be adults. I mean they are sweet and helpless. I mentioned the other day, I don’t think there was a better smell than our boys just after a bath, Johnson and Johnson all over the place, a clean diaper on and you just have to blow on their belly!
(Carol holding Ben, he grew up to be a fine man!)
(This can make a grandpa proud! one of my fav. pics of Ben! for some reason I am thinking of a grandson out in Utah tonight.)
Then as they grow they do the cutest things. Things that make you smile when you remember. How good it is to watch them roll over and start to crawl the first time. Then there is the first steps, when they try and fail, but in no time they are running. sometimes scampering so fast a young parent cannot keep up. And they giggle and laugh their heart out at your trying to catch or calm them down.
Childhood, some of you had one. Some of you were mean (I am not speaking from experience you understand) but I did have a sister at home who could not stay out of trouble. Amazing how she grew up to be ‘fairly’ responsible. I being the baby and the pet, was a little angel.
But Children grow up to be adults. Somehow a few actually adopt a very mean aggressive streak. Some become rapists, bank robbers, thieves, con artists and so many more anti-social actions. Not all, but many had a normal childhood. Some of course had odds stacked against them because of their environment.
Bad guys, as a whole, do not think of the destruction and havoc they leave. Now I am not talking just about their victims. Believe me, I feel for the victims and sympathize. BUT automatically after considering the victim, I think of the perpetrators family.
What about the rapist’s family? Now, I am thinking of Sandusky’s family, HOW MUST THEY FEEL? The perpetrator is an unthinking, miserable beast, for not thinking of his family. I have known similar circumstances where the actions of a son put a father & mother in an earlier grave.
As I started this off, most crooks were at one time that sweet loving baby, just learning to walk, smiling a winning smile that thrilled some young parents.
But we grow up, to make our own decisions, One cannot blame it all on circumstances, because most rise above it.
Thank God, most babies become respectable citizens, not always doing what a parent wants them to, but they become a man or a woman and fit into the society in which they live.
Thanks for coming by the log.
PS:—Voltaire said back in 1764:
In general, the art of government consists of taking as much money as possible from one party of the citizens to give to the other.
Now look at this vehicle:
On my way to becoming rich, (ha), I wasn’t crazy about this job, but it paid the bills, I drove a ‘Roach Coach’, called Jack’s Wagon.