A THANK YOU

Facebook keeps asking me what's on my mind. So much I couldn't begin to post it all, there or here. I try to cover as much as possible. Have no idea how many love it or hate it. I really don't care who doesn't. I'm going to write it and cross post it anyway. At least some will appreciate it.

For far too many years, I was sentenced to grumbling in silence and, alternately, soaring to the heights with ecstatic thoughts I couldn't share. Even now, so few really see or care about the things that matter to me as a caring individual and patriotic citizen.

I just want to say once again that I really appreciate what modern technology has made available to people like me. I started out fitfully a couple years ago blogging and then Facebooking and it all keeps expanding. I'm writing so much more, delving ever deeper into mass communication. No day is boring anymore. If I'm tired of doing chores, I can sit down here at the computer and let myself range free putting into prose what I may have been mulling over for hours.

I just wanted to express my appreciation. It's more fulfilling than I could ever have dreamed possible.

 

Thanks to all those who made it possible.

YEA FOR BLOGS AND FACEBOOK

We had a partial family get-to-gether yesterday.  My oldest daughter, Jaime, mentioned how much more she has learned about me and my past through Facebook. She appreciates it and so do I.

That's exactly why I blog and Facebook. It's why I wrote my little autobiography a few years back.

If I had to wait for those rare times when we can all get together and have a long conversation, not much would get transmitted, and even then, not to everybody who could perhaps profit from, or just enjoy, hearing it.

Everybody, regardless of age, is extremely busy and preoccupied with their own cares most of the time. That's no longer the impediment it used to be.

I can write what I want to write when the urge comes on me and whoever is interested can tune into it when and if the desire comes.

Writing, which made possible scrolls, monuments, books, newspapers, mags, etc., was the beginning of the end of the need for personal, one-on-one transmission of everything. Steadily, innovations have come along to the point that just about everyone can be in instantaneous communication with just about anyone else on the face of this planet and wherever in outer space we might be able to get to. It's marvelous when you think deeply about it.

I know. There are still people who don't want a "damn cellphone" or computer (or much of anything else that takes them farther from the stone age). They're going to hie their ossified old behinds straight into the grave proud to have never learned any of those new fangled, time wasting things. They're usually to be found behind a scowling face and grumpy attitude, as they scream at some kid who dared to walk on their precious grass, while expounding about "the good old days."

Got news for them and everyone. Those days weren't all that damn good. I was there. I know. But, they were all we had and better than the alternative. I appreciated all of them, but I don't want to be stuck back there.

However, it's mighty nice to pass on some of the things I experienced and learned.