Well Hello Blog readers.
I have not been to these pages in awhile and since I've been here things have changed a bit but life goes on.
In my thoughtful reminiscing I suddenly realized that 50 years ago I was scheduled to graduate from high school. How times have passed. It seem in many ways that it was just a few days ago.
Well let's see, back then Kennedy was just getting to be president and there was no such thing as a computer and AIDS did not exist. Young guys could kiss any girl who would let them and not worry about getting any disease and we were not at war with anyone. So all in all things were pretty good at least in many respects.
On the other hand we were involved with equal rights and not everyone could vote or hold office or go into any public place they wanted to. Many left heading toward some place that provided a job, a place to stay and freedom from being harassed by the police and others.
So you see 50 years ago was not so bad in some respects and yet in others it was terrible.
Life do have a way of changing even when we don't want it to and there were many who thought they would not be able to live in a world different than what they had grown used to.
So here I am 50 years later and still some of those same things are going on and there doesn’t seem to be any problems and on the other hand there seem to be too many problems. Young men are still trying to kiss all the young girls who will let them and we are still trying to vote, get a job and go anywhere we want to without any problems.
Well let's see again; I've gotten much older. I've lost many friends to death. I've learned a little about life and yes I have retired from that eight to five and am now writing on this new fangled thing called a computer, a thing called a Blog. How about that?
Considering life is still good and the grass is still green and the horses are still grazing, the ducks are walking about and my wife still excites me so yes life is still good.
We now have a Black President too. What a shocker that was for those who can't stand change. A Black man becoming president was a joy for so many of us that we didn't pay too much attention to those whom hearts almost stopped beating when he won.
Those hearts that almost stopped are now being heard loud and clear and letting all know they don't like the idea of us, the US having a Black man as President.
What I can't quite understand is what difference does it make as long as the person in the white chair is doing what is best for all in the US. In doing what is best will never always be satisfied for all but as long as it is satisfied for the majority isn't that what a democracy is suppose to be about? So why not support, criticize, and speak out and vote him back in or out based on his performance after four years. Isn't that what we are supposed to do?
Another thing I think about as these fifty years are looked at, what happened to education of our children and making sure that the majority got a good education and a good job as the result? Why are we not paying more attention to this situation?
It appears to me that just about all our problems could be tackled and just about eliminated if we educated our population. I bet you did not know that about 50% of our population likes a decent education.
Not only that, but the dropout rate is in epidemic proportion. So being that our biggest resource is the education of our children why is it that we are not paying more attention to it?
Life still is good but to those without a decent education it is not all that good. Like of education is cause for, not a good home, not a good car, not decent food, not have the ability to understand what is going on around you and guess what, we all suffer.
So what am I to do now that I've given some thought about fifty years ago? I am going to go and get a cool drink of fruit juice and think about writing some more in that book I started some time ago and make some effort to finish it so I can start on another one.
Until next time, and feel free to send me your comments too,
and check out my old 58 Ford from back then.
Gbarn
