11-22-08

I was in 11th grade when Kennedy was shot. The now generation will remember the Twin Towers as our genration remembers Nov. 22, 1963. How time goes on and yet seems like yesterday. Those were still good days and are missed.

Yesterday we went to the beach.....shelling. I have collected so many shells, what will I do with them? I already sent some to the Grandkids, gave some to friends with aquariums and shared with my crafty friends. I still have scads. I can't seem to just part with them, each one prettier than the other. I go to the beach and tell myself, no more I will not look for any or just only pick up the most perfect one. Right, their like God's children, each one has something to offer,even the broken ones.

Today as we were coming home from the store(right now I am in Southern Florida) we went through a area that was predominantly Mexican, Latino, I never know what is politically correct to call any culture. I know they are Americans of Mexican ancestry. Anyway, they still have neighborhoods that enjoy each other. They know who lives next to them, they sit in the parks and enjoy each others company. I bet they just gather there, they don't have to make play dates which seems like the latest urban craze. They are so family oriented and look like they are having so much fun. I lived in my neighborhood 12 years and knew 4 other families. How sad.

I hope if anything comes from this economy crunch is that we start visiting family and friends again. Couples get together for parlor( talk about a dated term) games. I hope we start enjoying the free, fun and simple things.