Time Marches On
I thought Grandpa was amazing to have seen so many changes. The invention of the car, the phonograph, the telephone and the list goes on and on. I told him one time it would be great to have lived in his lifetime. Now at fifty eight I have lived through so much more and at a faster pace. It seems the world is changing at a breakneck speed. As far as funerals go I have attended many more than I thought I would. On the television I have seen many more. Betty Ford was the most recent with James Arness and Elizabeth Taylor just being in the last sixty days. Most of the stars I remember from the silver screen have died, Paul Newman was a hard one. They have been replaced by actors who call themselves stars but couldn't hold a candle to the real stars. For around five to six thousand dollars you too can have a star on the walk of fame in Hollywood. I think the reason at least I feel bad when someone famous dies is that we constantly see them in one media or another and they are ageless. I thought that it was too bad when Betty Ford died, but she was ninety three. Her husband had been dead since 2006. I remembered her as a much younger person. Sure there are people who die to soon and there always will be. Those are the ones that are really hard to take. I was sitting in a retirement center today and over the loud speaker came an address, “ Today’s movie will be shown at one thirty in the second floor library. A sign-up sheet is at the front desk. The movie is Donovan's Reef starring John Wayne.”. People were lining up to sign up and go. The movie was made in1963 and I believe 99% of the cast and crew are probably dead. Then again they all look fine and young on the screen. As a young boy I loved to go to the movies and to this day enjoy watching them at home. Older movies are still my favorites the newer movies are out of my league. Most of the big names are gone and things sometimes seem dated but I still love them. I wonder about the future it seems that all the people who have shaped our world are dying. It scares the hell out of me when I see who is running for president. To me the future politicians are not being chosen for their true talent in understanding the people, it is for their fund rasing. They spew out rhetoric at a mile per minute and can't wait to bed down the aides that are working with them. Maybe I am like my grandpa, the world is changing to fast around me. I miss the old days when The Duke would ride up or Matt Dillon would stand up to the bad guy down in the middle of the street.