Wednesday, June 07, 2017
My friend's blogs, Watermellen, got me thinking about Face Book.
I am 72 years old, and I am on Face Book.
Mostly I post photos - of wildlife that I come across, or of my grandkids.
I don't put my own photo up there. And I would not put anybody else's photo up there either.
Only those who are my friends can see what I post. My Face Book page is not open to the general public.
I don't make political statements - no matter how strongly I feel.
My friends span the political range from left to right - and I don't want to impose my beliefs on them.
My FB page is not a place where I would ever bare my soul. I keep it very light and casual.
And I post an entry only occasionally.
Actually most of my really good friends - the ones I have known for decades - are not on Face Book. They don't want to be.
I talk with them on the phone or see them in person.
So my FB friends are usually ex-colleagues or younger relatives and friends.
Neither of my sons is on FB, but one DIL is.
(My mom, who is 92, is on, but doesn't participate very much.)
I enjoy seeing the occasional post from folks I wouldn't regularly run into.
Sometimes I am inspired by them.
Some of my FB friends post links to interesting websites that I enjoy.
Often, I can get a good laugh from some of those links.
Overall, FB is a positive element in my life. It maintains a very superficial connection with some folks that I would probably have lost contact with altogether.
I like that.