Today after school I ran errands, one of which was to stop and get a hair cut. One of the gals in the shop I frequent had a baby that day (a little earlier than was expected), and the buzz was all about the baby. Of course it took me back to that exciting, happy time in my life when my first was born. One of the things I was proud of was that I made sure I knew where the closest one hour photo place was. I had the camera primed and by the time both Grandma's left I had shot a roll of film with each, dashed out to the drug store and both left with a set of glossy pictures of their grandchild suitable for showing. Tonight my cutter remarked about the Dad (who was a cousin), "Yeah I waited until 5 to text him and he should be emailing pictures to my phone any time now.....
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.
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