October 14, 2015
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The Road to 65, Mile 320: Colliding Forces
October 13, 2015, Chino Valley-
Thoughts on my new job, thus far:
Needs overlooked,
lead to outrage.
They who overlooked,
hold fast to the stage.
Pleading eyes of the young,
hope my time will bring meaning.
Flinty eyes of the old,
hope my time will be fleeting.
A child speaks truth to power.
Does my contemporary feign power,
yet inside, cowers?
The waning forces subside,
Yet with a rising tide,
they collide.
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There are always people encountered who hold to the mantra "this is the way we've always done it" and are reluctant to accept that there are many paths to the same destination!
Every time they say such things, I am reminded of the old story about the family who "traditionally" prepared their pot roasts in two separate roasting pans. It went back to the great-grandmother who had two such pans, and no other choice. Her children, and grandchildren, thought there was no other way to roast.
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