I've gotten to the age where I really don't think about how old I am. I don't feel like an old guy but when I went to my 35th high school reunion two years ago I wondered where all those old farts came from. Several years ago when I was asked how old I was I responded that I didn't remember. My young friend offered to cut me down and count the rings.


We all like to think of ourselves as rugged individualists. But when push comes to shove most of us are sheep who do what we are told. Worst of all, a lot of us become unpaid agents of whoever is controlling the agenda by enforcing the current dogma on the few rugged individualists who actually exist.