Call me an old dinosaur if you will. I may be an endangered species, born in prehistoric times, before techy smart gadgets. I was around when no one carried a phone in hand. Phones were found in our cave dwelling and when placing a call, an operator assisted. Number please?
When we reached our party, we spoke in audible words. In prehistoric times, if you said "text" I thought of the books I studied from, formerly called a text book.
My younger brother and I walked everywhere, to town and from school most days. We didn't consider it exercise in the dark ages. Using our legs was our mode of travel. If we needed to make a call, we scrambled to find a dime--and later a quarter. We could see our jungles were being thinned as man modernized our world.
Why was man replacing jungles of rich foliage and endangering wildlife with concrete and asphalt, skyscrapers and buildings with flashing lights known as fast foods?
I did not understand the concept of fast food. Born in the dark ages, My guess: it was grabbing a quick bite to eat, like a clump of chewy leaves from off a tree branch.
I may be the last of the prehistoric age, an old relic, but I am glad I lived in the time I did, to have experienced life when simple, to run and play outside rather than live in front of a computer. I think maybe all that vegetation and roaming the planet has kept these old bones intact today.
I do enjoy all the modern world offers; and use a personal computer, a laptop, and my Fire kindle, so not knocking anything.
I may be considered an old fossil by some; but enjoy hearing a friend's voice on the phone instead of a text. Please understand, I am not complaining. I and am fortunate to live in two centuries, and have the best of both worlds. I still feel youthful and am loving life. Thanks for stopping by, and happy month of December to you!