I’m going a little off topic in today’s bolg.  When I was young (like 50 years ago) I used to like winter – I think.  I can even tolerate the cold and snow through February and early March. But when April arrives I’m ready for some warm, dry weather.  Time to play some golf, get the garden planted; and start mowing… which I’m sure I’ll regret in a few weeks.  When baseball season starts its time to break out the short pants and sun glasses right?

So I got to thinking about a few other ways that time has tainted me.  Not to sound too much like a cranky old man. Here are some other things that seemed like they were a lot bigger deal when I was growing up in small town, USA:

And a couple of things I would love to do just one more time:

I was feeling a little more nostalgic than usual today for some reason and got off topic a little.  (Maybe its because a Golden Buckeye Card materialized in today’s mail with my name on it.)  Anyway, thanks for allowing me this.