The longer one resides on this small blue planet hurtling through space at an incredible rate of speed, one sees a lot of change. When one studies history, in its deepest depths, one sees much, much, more. I believe if but for that veil that is placed before our eyes, for probably our own protection, we would realize even more. Kerry and I often discuss the change we perceive in the times of our pasts, and the different sets of thinking and behavior of much of those separate periods. Habits in study, habits in endeavor, changes that are the results of small amounts of evolution we experience. Last week in Clay County, I was just amazed in the last 60 years of change in the environment, in the landscape of the county. It might have been some other place that was transported here. A few blocks and bricks and remains where Hays Grocery once stood. The fact that you could drive 9 miles east of Corning and see Crowley’s Ridge in the distance; that wasn’t possible in 1956. I watched the people in Corning; surely their lives have changed with remakes of their childhood homes. I watch the young people most of all, for they are the future. They are the ones that will have to shape the future that will assure their survival. I see strange changes in music and in habits. I see a really varied array of dressing, styles, both clothing and cosmetic. I watched a young boy this morning get out of a car, with a cell phone and wearing a hoodie, that totally hid even part of his face. And his phone covered the most of that, and I wondered. Was it because he did not have an interest in the world about him, and that he had created his own world? If that was so, then what effect would he leave on the rest of society, and what would be his interaction in the future? Oh yes, it was near 90 degrees. I don’t think he was cold. Now, I don’t want you to get the idea that I am condescending to their chosen structure. I am simply trying to understand the why. The youngsters are not readi
