Concerned About Growing Old?

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This actually came on from IT forum, recently. Ain't never gonna catch up!

when Mom worked for the various trucking firms for 30yrs she was "introduced" to computers, by the time she retired she hated them with a passion which remains. she barely deals with the microwave oven, tv, stereo, dvd player and the cell phone without wanting to throw them through the patio doors - but she has to. the most recent adjustment to the cell phone i thought was going to be more trouble but it does help that we have a simple flip phone and not an iPhone.
 

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I only use the iphone for egg sales and comfrey plant sales customers to coordinate pick up appts and my daughter calls me on it. The rest of the time it sits on the table and I keep it charged. That's it. I live on my laptop when I'm not in the garden...
I'm the same. When the phone rings and says: " unknown caller" or "telemarketer, because that's what unknown caller usually is, I block them. That's twice a day at least. The rest of the time the phone sits on the end table quietly waiting for it's next charge. I take it with only if I expect a call from someone or I'm driving. If it rings while I'm in the garden they can leave a message, I'll get back to them.

I don't use it for any monetary transactions nor for internet, I use my tablet for that. I have an Amazon Fire tablet and I've had no trouble with any hackers getting my info off that.
 

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I keep my phone in my bra or in pants that have pockets. Mother is 94.5 years old, and you never know.

When Daddy passed 25 years ago next month, I fortunately had a cell phone in my purse so my sis could call me. Otherwise it would have been several hours before I got home to my land line.
 

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I was never taught to worry about what is the given. Even in math class the given was with me. When I was young I railed against the literature professors that only brought death works to the tests. It was an unappreciated favor in hindsight, but still a plodding idea to offend the young. My wife fights the idea, like a woman would through the doctors, but they have been statistically proven to not do much except allieviate pain. Myself, I view scenes like this. Once I watched gold flecks boiling in a stormy seacoast in Nome Alaska. This is my peace of mind. So many worries that are just selfish and understandably so, but as in the poem the beast slinks toward....


Yeats. 1920.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
 
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