Saving The World

When I was young and growing up in a small, very small town in southern Utah, I would go into the general store to get something and I would see all these old men setting around just talking, smoking pipes or cigars. I wondered what they were talking about. What would a bunch of old farts have to say that was so important that it would occupy their whole day?

Now I know. It was the 1950 version of blogging. We don't have general stores anymore. Someplace to sit, smoke and generally save the world. WalMart would go into orbit if a bunch of old codgers lit up, put their feet up on a plastic McDonald's table and started discussing politics or what their neighbors were doing last night. Now every where you go it's "NO SMOKING", "NO LOITERING" "SHOES AND SHIRT REQUIRED" . Political correctness wasn't even heard of. God forbid if anyone is ever offended. I wanted to grow old and be one of those old codgers that were fixing things. Making things right. But, alas, this is the 21st century. So now I am a blogger (Not to be confused with people who dance in those wooden shoes) and I want to create a blog page that will give old codgers and curmudgeons an opportunity to lean back, put their feet up, light up and help me save the world