Thank you for this piece. I shall try to forward it to my 26 yr old son. Perhaps he will even read it. Your words are powerful and hit the heart! God is good. I have faith and will not worry. Thinking of the plight of others living in a horror show reminds me how utterly blessed that I am to have been born in the USA!
Thank you for this piece. I shall try to forward it to my 26 yr old son. Perhaps he will even read it. Your words are powerful and hit the heart! God is good. I have faith and will not worry. Thinking of the plight of others living in a horror show reminds me how utterly blessed that I am to have been born in the USA!
I hope he reads it. I feel such sadness for our youth who do not know what those long gone days were like. I know the elderly always say things were better in the old days, but this is really true. Everything changed with technology.
Not only do I consider myself to be utterly blessed to have been born an American citizen (even though born and raised overseas), I am doubly blessed to have been born when I was, in the 50тАЩs. I grew up believing the best of our country and will have lived the great majority of my life believing that. IтАЩm in my 70тАЩs now and like many of us, have realized the lies we have been fed for decades. I am thankful every single day that my parents never had to see their beloved country in this state, but IтАЩm old and IтАЩm tough and I know what we once stood forтАжand I will NEVER GIVE UPтАж
Amen. Passing on our stories to the next generation is so important. Even if they pay no attention now, you never know what might come back to them in their hour of need, perhaps years from now. God bless.
I was born in 1960 in Texas. Life has always been good here. We have тАЬlostтАЭ Austin but East Texas where I live is somewhat insulated from the zany goings on elsewhere.
Bad things are still happening and the world has changed. I am so thankful we got out of DFW in 2022. It is overrun with new arrivals of all kinds. The traffic snarls and makes it difficult to get in or esp. out of the city snarl once you get in!
The illegal immigrant inflow has recently moved north up close to the suburb where I once lived. Mosques are common as churches. Some of that Venezuela mob are there causing trouble and bringing crime. In the city where I live (pop. 110,000) a man driving a stolen truck led police on a chase and was ultimately shot/killed. No additional info was available.
My parents gave me a loving happy childhood. I was free to roam the neighborhood as a childтАФsomething my 2 could never do when youngsters in Dallas. We had a fence with gate around our home so that they could go in our backyard to play and swing. I always left the door to the garage open. We were worried about child abduction after the Amber Hagimen kidnapping and murder in Arlington. That was the impetus for the Amber Alerts. She was just my daughterтАЩs age. This was a couple of years after my own brother was kidnapped from his home and murdered in 1991.
I was so frightened for years. And that combined with other circumstances made me feel like I was living my own personal hell. Now I have a granddaughter living in Manhattan and 2 step grandchildren living in Dallas. They are the ones I pray for dailyтАФthat they get the opportunity to grow up without tragedy. God will keep them.
I hope the younger generations wake up and begin to look around to see that things are going downhill. Our 5 children seem oblivious!
KarenтАЩs writing is a way to try to enlighten them!
I'm so sorry about your brother. So many tragedies. I remember as a teenager walking with my sister to the store and a van pulling up with two guys in it who said they were photographers, and we looked like models, and we should get in the van and go with them. I mean, really? Who would believe that? But I guess girls did and still do.
We got as far away from them as we could. I don't think we realized the danger. We laughed about it. I don't laugh now. But as you say, in those days, kids went outside and played all day, and nobody checked on you. Bored was a dirty word. Nobody cared if you were bored. You had to use your imagination to create games. It was great. Even my daughter, born in the early 80s and my sons born in the early 90s were raised the same way. Outside playing with friends. They are the last generation that knows what it's like to live without constant surveillance from technology or without being constantly hooked up to machines.
Thank you for this piece. I shall try to forward it to my 26 yr old son. Perhaps he will even read it. Your words are powerful and hit the heart! God is good. I have faith and will not worry. Thinking of the plight of others living in a horror show reminds me how utterly blessed that I am to have been born in the USA!
Never give up!
Ellie
I hope he reads it. I feel such sadness for our youth who do not know what those long gone days were like. I know the elderly always say things were better in the old days, but this is really true. Everything changed with technology.
I absolutely agree!
Not only do I consider myself to be utterly blessed to have been born an American citizen (even though born and raised overseas), I am doubly blessed to have been born when I was, in the 50тАЩs. I grew up believing the best of our country and will have lived the great majority of my life believing that. IтАЩm in my 70тАЩs now and like many of us, have realized the lies we have been fed for decades. I am thankful every single day that my parents never had to see their beloved country in this state, but IтАЩm old and IтАЩm tough and I know what we once stood forтАжand I will NEVER GIVE UPтАж
#DoNotComply
Amen. Passing on our stories to the next generation is so important. Even if they pay no attention now, you never know what might come back to them in their hour of need, perhaps years from now. God bless.
I was born in 1960 in Texas. Life has always been good here. We have тАЬlostтАЭ Austin but East Texas where I live is somewhat insulated from the zany goings on elsewhere.
Bad things are still happening and the world has changed. I am so thankful we got out of DFW in 2022. It is overrun with new arrivals of all kinds. The traffic snarls and makes it difficult to get in or esp. out of the city snarl once you get in!
The illegal immigrant inflow has recently moved north up close to the suburb where I once lived. Mosques are common as churches. Some of that Venezuela mob are there causing trouble and bringing crime. In the city where I live (pop. 110,000) a man driving a stolen truck led police on a chase and was ultimately shot/killed. No additional info was available.
My parents gave me a loving happy childhood. I was free to roam the neighborhood as a childтАФsomething my 2 could never do when youngsters in Dallas. We had a fence with gate around our home so that they could go in our backyard to play and swing. I always left the door to the garage open. We were worried about child abduction after the Amber Hagimen kidnapping and murder in Arlington. That was the impetus for the Amber Alerts. She was just my daughterтАЩs age. This was a couple of years after my own brother was kidnapped from his home and murdered in 1991.
I was so frightened for years. And that combined with other circumstances made me feel like I was living my own personal hell. Now I have a granddaughter living in Manhattan and 2 step grandchildren living in Dallas. They are the ones I pray for dailyтАФthat they get the opportunity to grow up without tragedy. God will keep them.
I hope the younger generations wake up and begin to look around to see that things are going downhill. Our 5 children seem oblivious!
KarenтАЩs writing is a way to try to enlighten them!
I'm so sorry about your brother. So many tragedies. I remember as a teenager walking with my sister to the store and a van pulling up with two guys in it who said they were photographers, and we looked like models, and we should get in the van and go with them. I mean, really? Who would believe that? But I guess girls did and still do.
We got as far away from them as we could. I don't think we realized the danger. We laughed about it. I don't laugh now. But as you say, in those days, kids went outside and played all day, and nobody checked on you. Bored was a dirty word. Nobody cared if you were bored. You had to use your imagination to create games. It was great. Even my daughter, born in the early 80s and my sons born in the early 90s were raised the same way. Outside playing with friends. They are the last generation that knows what it's like to live without constant surveillance from technology or without being constantly hooked up to machines.