Something happened to the family. It evaporated  before our very eyes. It seems to me the lack of it has destroyed us. We are like wandering children who never grow up. That’s not to say it has to be traditional, but we replaced it with what? What are we becoming? “Advanced” beings dependent upon technology. Our comfort is in megabytes. It’s a cold hell of silicon and it cannot warm the soul. I imagine my great grandfather tickling my toes to wake me up and go fishing. I picture my gr...


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