by J. Renda

Created on: August 22, 2008   Last Updated: September 04, 2008

The passing time, I say is well spent for most and wasted with others. The world has so many accomplishments, so many leaders and inventions to be proud of. Are we so much stronger now as a country than 50 years ago? We have gained electronics, data base systems, spam mail, higher tech automobiles, gps, and more strict regulations on the care of our children in facilities. We have medicines and procedures the world had not perfected 50 years ago. We should be proud of the passing times, and proud of what and whom sacrificed their time and lives to build our country into what we hold on to now.

We have new experiments and reasons to give hope to those given the burden of living with fatal diseases. We have medical technology for babies and children to survive through car accidents better than the years of our fathers. We have the rights to vote equally and individual freedoms that some of us did not have granted to our mothers and our grandparents. We have changed the face of freedom in comparison to other countries.

They cannot compare to the individuality and the independence that has been privelidged to us an American citizens. We should cheer, cheer for the years of work sacrificed to ensure longevity and safety of our freedoms. We should encourage those that have less to be dilligent in their hope and not forget we may have stood in their shoes years ago.

Yet with the same eyes, we should cry. I remember the years of morals, values and responsibility. Those years are fading. As a child, I endured frequent and sometimes creative forms of punishment. Every parent is different, however as we see television icons promote their shows, we view parents of a different breed. They are the ones that produce indifference and lack of concern for responsibility. They are both willful in this and some are without awareness of therir actions on their children. I cannot say that they all are willful. I would not agree upon that.

My father is a man of integrity, honesty and held personal responsibility as a prized value of personal growth. Had my father not forced me at the age of seven years old to write an apology letter to a farm owner of whom I had stolen a twenty five cent hobby toy from, would I have become so adamant about honesty and theft? I perhaps may have committed the act a second time, had I not been corrected.

I felt so guilty after he explained to me that the farmer's children would have their clothes and needs paid for through every dollar that the farmer

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