04-18-2012, 01:12 PM
You really know you're getting older when people who defined your childhood era pass on...
The World Oldest Teenager is gone. All of a sudden I feel, well...56.
http://todayentertainment.today.msnbc.ms...t-82?lite/
The World Oldest Teenager is gone. All of a sudden I feel, well...56.
http://todayentertainment.today.msnbc.ms...t-82?lite/
04-18-2012, 02:32 PM
(04-18-2012, 01:12 PM)CaliforniaCajun Wrote: You really know you're getting older when people who defined your childhood era pass on...
The World Oldest Teenager is gone. All of a sudden I feel, well...56.
http://todayentertainment.today.msnbc.ms...t-82?lite/
Yes, I just saw that. And here I thought that at 66 I was just a youngster.
04-19-2012, 05:34 PM
Some things mark the final inexorable passing of eras. Most of the pioneering broadcasters are now gone. The pioneers of modern music are long gone. The legends of sports now are replaced by replaceable parts in teams that stir little true passion. Now things that were once new and fresh, are now old and retread.
The twentieth century seems to be fading in our rear view mirrors slowly but surely. The passing of Dick Clark is just one more reminder that we really do live in a different century than the one most of us grew up in, and lived most of our lives in. The recent death of Don Cornelius is another reminder that those who heavily influenced modern music for the better are now but memories.
The changes occurred in that century, from a world of horse drawn carriages, and coal fired ships and trains, to the conquest air and the landing on the moon, from the beginning of wireless transmission, to instantaneous world wide telecommunications, will more than likely not be repeated in that rapid of a pace. Even if it does, the first sense of wonderment can not be regained. It has been released and is gone to the four winds.
R.I.P. Mr. Dick Clark.
The twentieth century seems to be fading in our rear view mirrors slowly but surely. The passing of Dick Clark is just one more reminder that we really do live in a different century than the one most of us grew up in, and lived most of our lives in. The recent death of Don Cornelius is another reminder that those who heavily influenced modern music for the better are now but memories.
The changes occurred in that century, from a world of horse drawn carriages, and coal fired ships and trains, to the conquest air and the landing on the moon, from the beginning of wireless transmission, to instantaneous world wide telecommunications, will more than likely not be repeated in that rapid of a pace. Even if it does, the first sense of wonderment can not be regained. It has been released and is gone to the four winds.
R.I.P. Mr. Dick Clark.
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