Reflections on Change and Time

Well, I was born in the first half of the last century, so you can guess how old I am.

I work.

And now I'm in the, uh, pretty well along in the next century.

And now I exercise a little, but I don't call it work, I don't call this work, why, this

is play.

You see how nice that is?

You see, many things happen change in your day of skin.

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

We live in a world of change.

The trees are just the same as they were when I was a boy, only larger.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

But when I was a boy, we didn't have the telegraph, and we didn't have the telephone, of course,

nor the electric lights, nor any of these other things which have come out the bottles

and help us.

The good old days were pretty good, pretty good.

Don't you boys think that you're living in just the best time in the world's history?

It's first rate, but it's no better than our fathers had, and I don't believe it's very

much better than our grandchildren.