every little bit helps

 I went to college in 1967 and we were going to change the world! 

There was an underlying anger in our need for change.  We felt like the older generation had sold us out, sending us off to fight battles we didn't understand or believe in, turning what should have been basic human rights into political ploys, using money as blinders to block out the misery in the world.

We did the best we knew how to change things, going overboard in some places and eventually capitulating and going over to join our fathers and mothers in their three piece suits and work a day world.

We failed, but not completely. 

Our children are the one thing that keeps hope alive. 

They also felt  that we had sold them out, that our misuse of power and money set them up for a life time of struggling.  They wanted to change the world and now some of them are giving up, capitulating like we did to the status quo -- except, like us they really haven't.

They will take the crumbs that we left and add them to the crumbs they managed to eke out as they turn to the task of bringing up their children.  One day they will realize they didn't sell out any more than we did and one day their children, my grandchildren, will go forth into the world with a need to change things for the better.

Evolution is a long process.  It takes a long time to change the bones, the infrastructure.  Over 313 million people in our country, over 7 billion in the world, and each one has a mind filled with their own ideas and needs so that any attempt to bring us all into some kind of harmony is colossal . . .

But not impossible.

Our babies take the steps that keep hope afloat.