This past Sunday evening (as I write this) my wife and I enjoyed an evening at a friend’s house. We sat on the patio with he, his wife and his son, who just happens to be the same age as our youngest son. Difficult topics were being discussed and, at one point, I commented on how ‘in the old days’ someone as young as the son wouldn’t even presume to speak; that he’d just sit and listen. He seemed startled and asked why and to explain I had to give a description of what I meant.
In the ‘old days’ and by that I mean the 17th and 18th century, and even more recently than that, when gentlemen sat around and held conversations about the topics of the day, the younger men who had reached the age where they were old enough to be there but still not ‘adult,’ would sit quietly and listen. They listened and learned. The older men discussed the topics and offered opinion. Why was the opinion of the older men of greater value? Because of their level of…
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The remainder of this essay can be found in the book “Farther Down The Road”
Farther Down the Road – Where does your life’s road lead?
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