I Am Just An Old-fashioned

I Tell Myself That God Gave My Children Many Gifts - Spirit, Beauty, Intelligence, The Capacity To Make Friends And To Inspire Respect. There Was Only One Gift He Held Back - Length Of Life.

My Father Was A Great Innovator In Public Life, But When It Came To Raising His Daughters, No One Could Have Been More Conservative.

When I Think Of My Past, I Try To Dwell On The Good Times, The Happy Moments, And Not To Be Haunted By The Bad. . . To Me The Gift Of Life Is Contained In The Command, Whatever Happens: "don't Let It Get You. Just Keep On Going." Thus, I Try To Think Of The Good That I Have Already Experienced And What Will Still Be Coming.

Make Sure You Never, Never Argue At Night. You Just Lose A Good Night's Sleep, And You Can't Settle Anything Until Morning Anyway.

There's Nothing I Like Less Than Bad Arguments For A View That I Hold Dear.