On a Beach Walk: No. 31

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I like walking the beach. It’s good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.

The sand is always shifting. The beachhead is different every day due to continual waves and changing tides.

Daily winds easily move the dry sand from place to place. The moving grains of sand stings my legs during gusts or very windy days. The city places old Christmas trees from residents by the dunes to catch moving sand and build the dune. On the other hand, violent storms as hurricanes easily reconfigure the landscape.

Shifting sand is a metaphor for change. Oh, how life has changed during my 65 years. Thinking about the change those in their 90s have seen is mind boggling – after all;

I remember the rooftop antenna delivering 3 television stations to our black and white TV.

I remember picking up the phone, dialing zero to tell the operator the number I wanted to call.

I remember party lines – although we didn’t have one.

I remember the excitement of the first TV dinner that was either baked chicken or Salisbury Steak that had to heated in the oven.

I remember cooking popcorn on the stove with heated oil in a large pot was the primary option.. Jiffy Pop was a big deal!

I remember frequently playing with many neighborhood friends outside.

I remember Charlie – the milkman delivering milk to our house.

I remember stores in small towns like mine had vibrant downtowns providing everything that people needed.

I remember going to the movie theater, which showed a cartoon before the featured film.

I remember our town’s 6-lane bowling alley using a person to set the pins before the age of automatic equipment.

I remember using a slide rule in high school and college.

The sand is soft and the water is refreshing, but change isn’t easy. People and organizations fight change, but change happens out of necessity. We can’t return to the life of what was in whatever year one selects because those days are not only gone – but won’t be returning! – and to think that technological change is happening faster than ever.

It is not easy to imagine life 15 years from now. If I’m lucky, I’ll see it as an 80 year old. What will my nephews and nieces see when they are my current 65? If humans can figure out how to get along, it could be a wonderful world.

Change is good, but somethings do not need to be replaced, such as walking the beach being good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.

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43 thoughts on “On a Beach Walk: No. 31

  1. As a wise man once said there is nothing certain in life except change. I remember when I was still quite young, my aunt as she neared 70, (the age I am nearing now for heavens sake), telling me of all the things she had seen change – my mind was seriously boggled back then and now, like you, I can tick off even more changes. Though this week’s singer did not make it to old age – we are generally speaking, living longer and have the choice to be healthier too.. It’s amazing isn’t it!

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    • Guapo,
      Hey hey hey … Royalty is in the house! Your presence caused me to smile. BTW – a new musical opens this weekend: Pronouns: The Musical … Act 1: I

      Technological changes over time are amazing. When I was in college, a friend of mine studying accounting, showed me his new desktop calculator … It did the 4 basic functions for a bit over $100.

      Hope all is well with you and TMWGITU.

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  2. Change for the good is something that keeps us positive and moving forward. Like you say there are so many things in life that are perfect the way they are.
    Finding simple honest and fun things is one of those keys to happiness that we can all use.
    Thanks for sharing
    Mike

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  3. “I remember using a slide rule in high school and college”. And I remember using it at work. I just recently gave my favorite slide rule to one of my sons, and had to explain to him how it was used… It reminded me that I had the privilege of living in two different worlds that are irreconcilable.

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  4. I remember all the items you list–well, Charlie was not the guy who delivered our milk. Although it is a constant in our lives, it amazes me how much people fight change. Crazy. Being open and accepting seems the best way to go, even if that is not always easy. Not sure if I will still have that attitude when I am 80. Have to wait and see. Thanks for the video!

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  5. Love that singer and that song–what a voice! I remember many of the things you remember and we were on a party line. Do you remember the first two letters of your phone number, back when there were words attached to the numbers? Ours was Jordan 1-3028 or JO1-3028.

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    • Holly,
      Simpler times is a comparative sense. I also remember PONG – the first home video game that plugged into the television. Today’s video games have come a very long way! BTW – This weekend will provide a chance to participate in your first blog musical here. Resa is a big fan! If you ask, maybe she’ll create a special gown for you to attend Opening Night.

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  6. Over a dinner I plan to read your list to my sister and her family when I visit them in August just to get their reactions (a family meal is the only time I can get the grand-nephews away from their video games). One of my own I’ll add is counting the days when cable TV would became available to my area of Cincinnati and how thrilling it was to watch a movie without the snowy rabbit ears antenna reception. I also liked the photo showing where your feet went as you mulled over today’s post.

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  7. Hi Frank! I remember your list well. Our mother used to shoo us outdoors in the summer and lock the door behind us. We were allowed to come back into the house at suppertime. We spent our days in fields and woods, climbing trees and riding bikes. The day was complete when the ice cream truck came down our street. 🙂

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    • Maddie,
      Oh the days of playing outside all day. Now that is something one doesn’t see much anymore. ,,,, and the memories of the ice cream truck. I still see them today, but most of them don’t feature soft serve.

      How have you been?

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  8. For people our age, change is a way of life but I’m not sure we’re going to be prepared for what is in store for us in the immediate future giving the current state of politics. Thank you for sharing Israel Kamakawiwo’ole’s version of It’s a Wonderful Life. Hearing his beautiful voice gives me some hope that hopefully our democracy is able to survive.

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  9. Yes, so many changes, Frank. I remember most of those things, too. There are always good and bad things. I wouldn’t want to go back to a time before vaccinations and antibiotics, indoor plumbing, and all the comforts we have now. I remember having to mail all my work.
    It always boggles my mind a bit to think that my grandfathers, who both lived till I was a young adult, were both born in the nineteenth-century while there was a Tsar in Russia.

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  10. One of the most surprising things to me is that somehow I think I am more embracing of change today than I was when I was younger. Maybe I’ve just come to fully realize that it is indeed inevitable and so easier to accept than resist! We have birthdays within one year of each other, Frank, and I have the same memories you have listed. I hope I see 90 (and beyond) and can experience change and expansion with grace and acceptance! I just returned from a few days at the beach and because of a tropical storm off Mexico, the wave action and high tides were quite different. It’s always a new experience. And a wonderful one! 🙂

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  11. I can remember some of those as well and we did have a party line for some time. You picked up the phone sometimes and you heard someone talking, hung up and tried again later. Never had any idea who we shared the line with. 🙂

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  12. I’m 10 years your junior and I remember a lot of the same things… crazy. I think of my grandmother, she passed away at 92. Man, did she see a lot of change!
    It is hard to imagine what lies ahead change-wise for us. I remember someone telling me that one day, everyone would have their own number. Well dang it.. rare are the homes that still have a landline…

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