The Stranger in our HomeAfter WWII a stranger came to live with us. We were fascinated with this newcomer and he was quickly accepted. He kept us spellbound for hours with stories of adventure, mystery and comedy. He knew about the past, the present and seemed able to predict the future! He took us to our first major league ball game, made us laugh, and made us cry. He never stopped talking, but we didn't seem to mind. Our household was ruled with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity was not allowed in our home but the stranger used four-letter words that made us squirm and blush. He encouraged the use of alcohol, drugs, cigarettes and he talks freely about sex. Youthful concepts about relationships were influenced by this stranger who opposed values, yet he was never asked to leave our home. More than fifty years have passed since he moved in with us. He is not as fascinating as he was at first but he still sits in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him. His name? We call him 'T.V.' for short. And now he taken a wife. Her name is 'Computer.' |
Spring 2010 |
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