I'm sure many of us are experiencing some version of what you're saying. Definitely. I worry so much about my younger nieces and nephews.
But speaking too much makes me crazy uncle with all his racism and conspiracy theories.
I'm sure many of us are experiencing some version of what you're saying. Definitely. I worry so much about my younger nieces and nephews.
But speaking too much makes me crazy uncle with all his racism and conspiracy theories.
I feel the same. We lived through the best of good times in our youth. I feel bad for the younger people and what they will have to deal with in the next decade and beyond.
Being a boy in the '80s was a lot of fun. I can't imagine being a boy now but I guess they wouldn't realize what they don't have.
Should have been there in the seventys, good times .
I was there for some of it but I don't remember much. I do remember falling out of a tree in my front yard into a pricker bush. And that same tree had really flexible branches and we would swing the branches from one tree to another. I fell because one of the branches finally broke, LOL. I also remember my brother poking a yellow jacket nest in the front yard and both of us getting stung like five times. I remember my neighbor riding his bike really fast down the hill and crashing into the back of a dump truck and needing about 50 stitches to close his head back up. I remember my jumper one piece was great for sliding down the stairs on my stomach. I miss that house. That was a great neighborhood.
Yeah crazy stuff and all the classic rock bands. And even young we just had to come home when the steetlights came on, sometimes heh.
Yup. I remember.
You fucking old fags. Do what you can to set us next generations for the inevitable fight, the hard times. Otherwise you'll have no legacy.
I have embraced aging. It has its advantages. And when I’m gone, as far as setting up the next generation, I schooled my children as best I could, gave them the advantages I could, and they will inherit a wealth of items that should serve them well in the coming shit show. I’m not quite done yet, but I’m growing more tired just like you.
Yeah I think all my items may burden my son until he needs them. That is unless I need to use them first and if he is able to get here for them later. Its more unpredictable now than ever. In my mind Im still 18, in body probably a 45 in decent shape. But not ready for a guerilla war anymore.
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