where everything is black and white…”
I turned on TV to catch up on the news this morning, and The Andy Griffith Show was on. I hadn’t watched it for probably over a year, so I stayed and watched. Even though it was the Ernest T. Bass episode, I still got a refresher course on life. It’s amazing that a simple television show has so many great messages and lessons.
For instance, today I learned not to throw rocks through windows. I learned not to put my hand into the punch bowl. I also learned that a good suit won’t change who you are, but there’s someone out there for everyone. (I should know, after being married um, a time or two)
Then Mayberry ended… and Jerry Springer came on. I was yanked back into reality. The person who decides WB11’s schedule lineup should be executed.
My credo is a vignette written by Robert Fulghum, called “All I Really Need to Know, I Learned in Kindergarten.”
I love and miss the simple life. Recently, my life underwent a fairly dramatic simplification, when I moved into a smaller place, shed pressures like maintaining a 5,500 square foot house, taking care of a pool, paying a yard service and countless other complications and expenses.
Yet I feel like simplifying even more. We’ll see.
"...where people pass by and you call them by their first name... watching the clouds roll by... bye, bye..."