I've heard others say that back then it was an easier, simpler time. I really don't know though. It seems like it was. Historical records tend to lean that way. Letters from the past and early photographs seem to tell that story, but I didn't walk those streets, didn't wear those shoes, didn't breath that air. I need proof. I have to smile a bit when I hear the curmudgeons of my world go on and on... How this was better. That was better. Kids today... and on and on. Bottonline for me? My life today is pretty darn good. I ain't going back, and you're not going to be hearing those whining phrases coming from these lips. Want to hear that stuff? Go find an old fart. Enjoy every minute of this mighty Thursday!