Autumn in the North Cemetery.

Sixty miles west of Boston, Massachusetts there is the small New England town of Sturbridge. Located at the junction of I-90 (The Mass Pike), and I-84 it has become known as the "Crossroads of New England". The town was first settled over 300 years ago, and like other small New England towns it has grown just enough over the years to be in a difficult place today. How do we embrace the future without forgetting how we got to our present? How do we attract the right kind of growth, and maintain who we are? And, what about our culture out here in Central Massachusetts?



These pages will cause one to think about how to protect what we have, our future direction, and how to move on in the very best way.


Those thoughts, and other ramblings, will hopefully inspire more thought, conversation, action, and occasionally a smile...

...seems to be working so far

Sunday, September 14, 2014

It's Not 2005 Anymore

Telephone landlines will be history within a few years.  The latest Verizon phone book for Charlton, Sturbridge, and Southbridge is about a quarter of an inch thick, and the residential listings are about a third of that.

We can actually see our world changing with each new edition.  Soon, only businesses will have landlines, and they will be over the Internet landlines (VOIP).  Mr. Bell's baby is beyond grown up, and now getting ready to retire.

The cell phone, and Voice Over Internet Protocol, cable telephone, has almost completely replaced the hardlined telephone line.  CAUTION:  OXYMORON AHEAD.  Now, we are a generation of relying on our cable company for uninterrupted service.

(sigh)

Then there's  the cell phone.  We  have we been turned into a head down, jaywalking, eye averting, texting, society who is only social when posting food pics from a restaurant , or of their cats being cats.

The expression, "Did I say that out loud?" was funny at one time, now it is expected behavior.  Everything that is running through ones head is immediately texted, posted, or pinned.  There are few secrets today.  There is no mystery.  We know everything about each other.  From your inseam, to your bra size.  From your dietary needs, to his GI issues.  Wishes, to fantasies.  We now know who each of us love, and who we don't.  Some of us ramble.  Others mutter, and others make absolutely no sense.  There are few that are eloquent with their posts, and others are only confirming what many have known all along, and are now sharing with the world.

Our behavior has changed almost over night.  What would have been regarded as rude, impolite, introverted, obsessive, compulsive, boring, and socially incorrect a decade ago, still is, but has now been given the term "social media" so it is a more accepted,tolerated, almost expected behavior.

Actually, it is the tolerated addiction.  Frankly, there is not much we can do about it.

So, while you are sipping your coffee this morning, and mulling this over, check out this pic. WTH is she staring at?  LOL.

My inseam is 32".










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