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As some of you might know my wife because of a back/hip issue has to sleep on a recliner in the den as we don’t have a hospital bed which is why I sleep on the couch in the den because I didn’t get married to sleep apart from my wife.

Today I woke up to the overwhelming smell of pot in the house. This is a very strange thing because nobody who lives here or has lived here uses and all the doors and windows are closed with it being 30 degrees outside.

It is the nature of things to change and also the nature of people who are 60+ to note how much better the “old days” were.

I’m sure if it was 150 years ago Fitchburg would have smelt of horses and if it was 100 years ago Fitchburg would have smelt of factory smoke and burning coal and 40 years ago depending on which way the wind blew Fitchburg smelt of the waste water treatment plant.

But right now there are parts of Fitchburg that smell like pot and this morning anyways the smell was so bad it got into my house.

I plan to die here in the city I was born in and that my parents were born and died in. This is my home. I understand that in hundreds of ways my life is much easier than it was for my folks and even than the me of 30 years ago.

But at the risk of sounding like a sixty year old man, let me say this: I miss normal, normal was good, I miss sanity, sanity was good and I miss the post world war 2 years of my youth when America was great and was not shy about it’s greatness.

And the only reason why some of you reading this do not is because you didn’t have the joy of living through those years made possible by folks like my dad.

And it’s not because my parents generation who fought world war two were the greatest generation, they would point to their own folks as better than them. It’s just that the generations that have followed have sucked royally.

Decline is a choice and we’ve chosen it, and the more fool us.