The Park

This is Randall park. A perfect  place to go walking.

Part of the scenery at Randall park.

Old age is always fifteen years older than I am.
I’ve seen a lot of change in my lifetime, and a lot 
that has not changed, it is just described differently.
I read the following in a book, and how true it is. 


 Lounge lizards have become couch potatoes.
Rumble seats have become hatchbacks.
Woodies have become vans.
Trailers have become mobile homes.
Iceboxes have become refrigerators.
Stoves have become ranges.
Lanterns have become flashlights.
Four-posters have become king-sized beds.
Roads have become freeways.
Hopscotch has become break dancing.
Work-at-home males have become house husbands.
Garbage men have become sanitary engineers.
Janitors have become environmental serenity specialists. 
Saps have become jerks.
Secretaries have become administrative assistants. 
 Or this is a more common term (Girl at the desk)
Plumbers have become rich.

Just a couple of my own observations. 
One four-letter word has replaced all bad words.
Prying means Google it.