“Change is going to happen, just as the wind is going to blow.” 


How to live in The Winds of Change 

When I was a kid I could make a phone call on a rotary pay phone for a dime. As I got older it went up to a quarter. Long distance phone calls whether from home or a phone booth were very expensive and required the help of an operator. For you younger readers an operator was a person, nearly always female, who physically plugged in connections to your party. 


Do you have a rain barrel at your home? I don’t expect many, if any at all, will respond “yes” to that question, but I have seen one or two in recent years as homeowners become more green. When I was a little girl we had rain barrels to collect water used for washing clothes. That water was filled with “wiggle-tails”  (insects) which swam around jerkily near the top of the water. Looking back I strongly suspect they metamorphosed, i.e., changed, into mosquitoes. I also vaguely remember having a baby duck which I let swim round and round in a rain barrel until it grew too big. 

One day I was upset that my older brother and his friends were swimming in one of our farm ponds and I wasn’t allowed to join them. I don’t remember being given a reason but would bet it had to do with being too young or more likely, being a girl. So, my Mom’s answer to my unhappiness was to lift me over into a rain barrel and order me to “Play and have fun” while she watched to be sure I didn’t drown. Is it any wonder that I remain a non-swimmer to this day? 



Please bear with me for one more example of change from my childhood. My maternal grandmothers cooked everything from scratch. My paternal grandmother (Grandmother) milked her own cow morning and night and made butter from part of the milk. My maternal grandmother (Mammy) even picked the nut meat for baking out of walnuts and hickory nuts that she gathered from her yard. I recall hearing her sharing a recipe once and the only part that I remember is that she said to “Add lard about the size of a hen egg.” I wish I had been inquisitive enough to ask whether other of her recipes, which were never written down, might have required a different size egg, e.g., a goose egg or perhaps a bantam egg?

SUMMARY: Over the past few weeks, we have looked at change in various ways.

  1. Is change good?
  2. Is it inevitable?
  3. Do we basically stay the same in spite of the changes we experience around us?

Several readers have commented about the aspects of change you find either uncomfortable or reassuring. 

THE ANSWER: is blowing in the wind, my friend. It is blowing in the wind. Please listen:

And, what does this mean to you? Are we part of the answer? Are we helpless, buffeted endlessly by the winds of change? Bob Dylan, one of my favorite musicians, by the way, is ambivalent therefore the interpretation is up to each of us.

Katherine Whitehorn* made this significant point worth remembering: “The wind of change, whatever it is, blows most freely through an open mind …”


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“The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.”  William Arthur Ward


*British journalist, writer, and columnist born in 1928. She was known to be a keen observer of the changing role of women.

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5 thoughts on “WINDS of CHANGE

  1. All of your examples of change brought back memories of my home or my grandparents’ homes. I especially remember those creatures that loved the rain barrels. However another memory you mentioned reminded me that I did not like the milk, butter and cream straight from the cow, especially if the cow had eaten green onions. I can still see the milk cans with the separators on top. So yes, change can be good.

    In regard to your questions, the speaker at Nancy’s church yesterday spoke about how sometime it is important to make a change in our lives rather than being judgmental or critical. Which, of course, leads to the question of when to make all the changes ourselves or to work for change in others or if it is even possible.

    Oh well, thanks again for your though provoking comments.

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  2. Please tell me if you called them “wiggle tails” too! You are so right about the milk. Grandmother was a wonderful cook and her butter was good, but I would never want to go back to unpasturized milk.


  3. The biggest change that I’ve seen in my life is the use of the internet as an information source. I can’t believe all of the hours I spent at the Ekstrom library at U of L looking up resources for my research papers. I’d find the correct sources and then I’d go to multiple floors and hope that I could find the information so that I could read it. Often you would have to put in a request just to see the journal or book that you needed. It’s amazing to me that all of this information is available in a click of a few keys today. Imagine what geniuses of the past could have produced if they had this resource. Wouldn’t it be fun to read Michaelangelo’s search history? This resource has changed us profoundly and I’m glad I was alive to watch that change.

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