Today is the start of BIW (Book-in-a-Week). I have committed to writing 25 pages. Today, I have written four pages, not including this one. If I could maintain that pace, I would easily hit 25, but I already see complications - Wed and Sat we will be traveling. Three hours on Wed and four hours on Sat, plus we will be spending time at the farm on Sat, probably three to four hours.
The farm is where our son and his wife live with their children, boy and girl twins, who will be three in March. They are still small compared to others their age because they were 12 weeks pre-mature, but they are fine. They are so much fun when we are with them. There is so much they don't know, but every third or fourth sentence they say is a surprise - "Where did they learn that?"
Growing up is so different. I can recall laying on the floor in our living room and listening to the radio. It was a full size console unit that had call letters marked on the dial. It was supposed to be able to pick up regular radio broadcasts, long wave, but it supposedly could pick up extreme long wave and some short wave bands.
I would come home from school and listen to "The Lone Ranger", "Superman", and my favorite, "The Shadow". "Who knows what evil lurks in the mind of men? The Shadow knows."
Our family did not get a TV until I was a junior in high school and then the picture was grainy as we lived about 80 miles from the transmitter. I remember George Gobel, Your Hit Parade, The Colgate Comedy Hour, and others.
Today, kids have several hundred channels to pick from, plus movie rentals, owned DVDs, and all the rest. Is it any wonder that people my age have difficulties understanding children and adolescents?
The farm is where our son and his wife live with their children, boy and girl twins, who will be three in March. They are still small compared to others their age because they were 12 weeks pre-mature, but they are fine. They are so much fun when we are with them. There is so much they don't know, but every third or fourth sentence they say is a surprise - "Where did they learn that?"
Growing up is so different. I can recall laying on the floor in our living room and listening to the radio. It was a full size console unit that had call letters marked on the dial. It was supposed to be able to pick up regular radio broadcasts, long wave, but it supposedly could pick up extreme long wave and some short wave bands.
I would come home from school and listen to "The Lone Ranger", "Superman", and my favorite, "The Shadow". "Who knows what evil lurks in the mind of men? The Shadow knows."
Our family did not get a TV until I was a junior in high school and then the picture was grainy as we lived about 80 miles from the transmitter. I remember George Gobel, Your Hit Parade, The Colgate Comedy Hour, and others.
Today, kids have several hundred channels to pick from, plus movie rentals, owned DVDs, and all the rest. Is it any wonder that people my age have difficulties understanding children and adolescents?
