One of the advantages of being old is you think you can remember a lot of things that happened.

Not always so.

I’m reading a book called Days of Rage about the radical movements of the 60’s, and

I learn things page after page. So much bombing, so many different groups.

Then, I am surfing the other night and find a PBA special about the pre NASA days when daring trips were made in the atmosphere with balloons. I knew nothing.