Respect it, not sure. If I had a chance to die like in the movie Flatliner and then come back, I would probably do it. I always wanted to take a peak at the other side, but not willing to make it permanent yet. I also hate to leave things undone, but I guess this sometimes happens when you are taken out quickly. The best you can do is plan what you can. I've read several really good books on near death experiences and I'm convinced there is something on the other side, so I don't really fear death. I only hate the thought of loosing a loved one.
I remember the rotary phones with a party line. One of my brothers really got one of the neighbors mad at him because he was playing chess over the phone with a friend when the neighbor needed to use the phone.
I remember the old A&W burger joint where they would bring the trays of food out to the car and clip it to the car window.
First tv was black & white
music was played on the old 45's records
Most of us kids would run all over the neighborhood and didn't have to worry about being abducted.
The theater I went to had a balcony, which us kids loved to run up to.
I remember the candy cigarettes, not politically correct today.
When school reports were do, we used a typewriter, not a computer.
Milk was delivered to our home
We used our imagination to find fun things to do. We built tree huts, hung out at the frog pond, and went camping.
I remember growing up in a small town, where people often said hello to each other and had a warm smile.
A blind man was leaving a friend's house at night when he was suggested to carry a lantern. Laughing aloud, the blind man snapped, "What do I need light for? I know my way home !" His friend patiently replied, "It's for others to see - so that they won't bump into you." Sneering, the blind man agreed to use it. A little down the road, someone accidentally bumped into the blind man, startling him. Fuming, he yelled, "Hey! You're not blind! So make way for the blind man!"
Further down the road, another person bumped into him. This time, he got angrier, shouting, "Are you blind? Can't you see the lantern? I'm carrying it for you!" The stranger replied, "You are the blind one! Can't you see your lantern has gone out?" The blind man was stunned. Upon closer look, the stranger apologised, "So sorry, I was the 'blind' one. I didn't see that you really are blind!" The blind man uttered, "No no, It is I who should apologise for my rudeness." Both felt greatly embarassed, as the man helped to re-light the lantern.
Even further down the road, yet another person bumped into the blind man. The blind man was more cautious this time, asking politely, "Excuse me, did my lantern go out?" This second stranger replied, "Strange! That was what I was about to ask you myself! 'Did my lantern go out?'" There was a brief pause... before they asked each other, "Are you blind?" "Yes!" they replied in unison, bursting with laughter at their predicament, as they fumbled with their lanterns, trying to help re-light each other's.
Just then, someone walked by. He saw their flickering matches just in time, and narrowly avoided bumping into them. He didn't know they were blind, or he would naturally had helped. As he passed, he thought, "Perhaps I should carry a lantern too, so that I can see my way better, so that others can see their way too." Unbeknownst to all, the blind man's friend was all along following behind quietly with a lantern, smiling, making sure that he has a safe journey home, hoping that he will learn more about himself along the way. -Shen Shi'an | pic:rommes.org
That's too bad. Too bad he wasn't thinking about his kids and how that would affect them. Usually, though the spouce passes away shortly after of natual causes. I don't know if it is because they are both old, or if the spouse that is left behind just loose the will to live. I would hope I would have the courage to go on, but still remember and cherish all the good times we had.
It can be heartbreaking to lose them. My sister is a nurse and she knew of an couple in their late 80's who were in the nursing home together and had been married many many years. They would walk down the halls hand in hand. She said she started crying when she overhead the woman say "why did you leave me." He husband had died recently. It must be very very hard when you have loved someone for a lifetime, and then loose them. But as the saying goes, it is better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all.
It does happen. My parents have been happily over 50 years. My sister is happily married for 30 years, I have several brothers that are recently married within 5-10 years and they seem happy. I think it is important to choose your partner wisely and keep the communication open.
I guess when I'm boken hearted, I try to find the good in life. This life is filled with such misery, sadness, pain, and dispare, but it is also filled with such joy, love, frienship and awesome beauty. You happiness may depend on what you focus on. I once read somewhere that our toughts are like light and when focused it can be like a laser beam. Try focusing on the good things, you may be surprised what wonderful things comes your way.
Sence of hurmor. I heard that British people do not have a sence of humor. Take the Benny Hill Show, very, very dry. I heard the British are alwasy uptight and proper. I'm sure I have seen that in every movie. lol
Seriously, given the choices I had, I don't think there is anything major I would change. I feel for the most part, I've made good choices. There are minor things I would change. Like my recent trip to Scotland. I would have went in June and not October, I would have waited until I had more spending money, I would have taken a train and not try and drive on the LH side of the road, that was pretty scary, too many round abouts. There was someone I hooked up with that I probably wouldn't have if given a second chance, and I probably would go with a friend, but with everything, there are learning lessons that help us grow. It really was a learning experience not only for the experience itself, but I learned some things about me.
RE: Why do people loss interest in CS forums?
You forgot one more group. Those that want to throw pitty parties and cry in their coffee.