Keeping up with the times. Can’t do it. Never had the desire. I’d rather
not keep up. It’s all right. If I’m caught up. In the same old staid ways.
Living an insufficient life. When measured by modern standards, that is.
Getting caught up in the rat race. Would scare me to death. Better to stay around
on my own terms. I’d be dead now. Rather than 83, and counting. I still have a verve
for life. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! I’m my own man. A survivor. Independent, too.
Not required to be tied to the rest of the world. I’ll settle for being
sidetracked. In my journey through life. Staying where I am. At this precise
moment. And calling it Paradise. That’s all I need. Don’t give me the modern
world. --Jim Broede
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