A glyph found in a stone plaque of what looks to the time past document another of where the Human development it is still under the great armadillo archadil‘logist Barrow A. Dillo a translation of thought is still in formative stage, and a apology to the author who ever out there in this great universal cosmos we all share a great thank you.

AN ODE TO THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They consumed blue cheese dressing and never
bothered to get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby
cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no
childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, and when we
rode our bikes, we had no helmets. And then later, there were the
risks we took while hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags, and
riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special
treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. We shared
one soft drink with four friends from one bottle, and no one actually
died.

We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it,
but we weren't overweight, because we were always outside...
playing. We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long
as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to
reach us all day, because we had no cell phones. And we were all O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps, and then
ride down the hill, only to find we had forgotten the brakes. After
running into the bushes a few times, we learned how to solve the
problem.

We didn't have Play stations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at
all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound,
no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat
rooms. . . we had friends, and we went outside and found them. We
rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or
rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them.

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth, and amazingly,
no lawsuits resulted from our actions. We made up games with sticks
and tennis .balls, and ate worms. And although we were told it would
happen, we didn't put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live in us forever.

Little league had tryouts, and not everyone made the team. Those who
didn't, had to learn to deal with it. Imagine that. The idea of a
parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They
actually sided with the law.

This generation produced some of the world's best risk-takers, problem
solvers and inventors. The past 50 years have been an explosion of
innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned
how to deal with it. And you are among the survivors.

Congratulations.