Saturday, April 24, 2021

ARE SMART PHONES REALLY THAT SMART ?


I was challenged by a friend to give my thoughts on an article they had recently read. The article centered on a teacher’s experiment held in one of her classrooms. For one class period on one day, she allowed those students who carried a cell phone with them to keep their phones turned on with the volume turned up. Their responsibility in the experiment required them to walk to the white board at the front of the classroom and put a tally mark down every time they got a notification on their cell phone. The notifications included whether they received a text, an email, a phone call, a Facebook notice, an Instagram photo or a tweet on their Twitter account. Whatever the notification, upon receiving it, they were to mark it accordingly on the white board. Per the article, by the end of the class period there were well over 1000 tally marks on the white board. Presumably, the teachers’ intent was to stress that every tally mark meant a distraction, an interruption in their education. That interruption involved not only the student who was getting the notification, but also the students around them. The ‘pinging’ and ‘buzzing’ was a distraction for all. 

A separate study done in 2018 found that students who use their devices in class tend to get lower exam scores. It also found that the interruption tended to cause lower test scores for their peers as well, the ones who were not using their devices but were trying to study. 

The study's conclusion was that constant, mindless distraction prevents people from developing authentic relationships and suppresses deep thought. 

I would bet every one of us has felt the frustration of having our phone go off, whether for a call, text or other means, at an inopportune time, and if not our phone, someone we’re with, or someone nearby. Those distractions are not only frustrating but sometimes deadly. How many times a week do we see or hear an ad on TV or radio or see a highway billboard reminding us to NOT text and drive? Odds are some of you may have been affected from an auto accident caused by someone who was paying attention to their phone instead of their driving. How many of us have been out to eat, at a sporting event or walking through the mall and noticed the number of people who are staring at their phone? Maybe you’ve even been in your own home and noticed everyone looking at their phone instead of talking to one another? I once saw a photo of a teen and their grandparent sitting at a table and the teen’s face was in their phone, totally disregarding their elder. The caption on the photo said, “Someday, they’re going to regret that.” 

I found our nearby high school has a pretty relaxed policy regarding cell phone use in the classroom. It is left up to the individual teacher as to whether students may have their phone accessible during class. Some allow them for use to look up class subjects or take a photo of notes or lecture slides. They are not to look at notifications until the end of the class time. I asked if there are abusers of the policy and got the response…“every day”. With 1500 students and many of them with phones, the administration feel they would spend all their time addressing those abusers. They instead focus on trying to drive home the principle that there is a proper time to use the cell phone and a time to not. Use common sense and do the right thing. 

I remember when the iPhone first came out and several of our kids got one. At the time I was using an old flip phone for the obvious use of making and receiving calls. I was amazed at how often the kids were mesmerized by the phone and their attention was directed solely at it. I said at the time that I wasn’t going to get one of those phones because of that reason, but as time passed, I too joined the masses and eventually found myself mesmerized by their capabilities. They are indeed helpful in many aspects of our lives, one tool taking the place of many, but letting them become our main focus can be distractions from living a purposeful, sincere life. They have their place…but at what cost? Do we talk face-to-face with people anymore? Do we get outside enough for simple exercise and relaxation? Do we read a book to stimulate our thinking? Would we rather send a text to someone so we can control ‘when’ we want to be done with the conversation, instead of calling, or visiting them in person? Have we allowed 'social media' to so affect our thoughts that we can't form our own opinion? How many friendships, and even lives, have been lost because of a post on social media? 

I recall the simple days of my childhood in my old hometown. Back then many home phones used a party line, meaning multiple houses shared the same phone line. It might ring once for your house, twice for the house down the street. We rarely used our phone. Our black-and-white TV reception brought in 3 channels on good days, but 2 channels on most, so it was play with siblings and friends, or be bored. What I remember instead is being outside…riding a bike and being gone all day from home with siblings, cousins or friends. We were playing basketball, baseball, wiffle-ball, red rover, hide-and-seek, inventing games on the spot, making bracelets and necklaces out of the clover in the yard. When the weather made us retreat indoors, we found games to play to occupy hours upon hours. 

It’s a different world today. Today’s TVs have hundreds of channel options to pick from and the games are on the devices the kids hold in their hands and don’t require interaction with someone else in the room. Why be outside when we can lose ourselves in our devices while relaxing in our gaming chair in front of our 70” TV? 

It would be unfair to point our fingers at just the kids. We adults, many of us, are equally guilty. I’m again reminded of the study’s conclusion: Constant, mindless distraction prevents people from developing authentic relationships and suppresses deep thought. 

We need to do better. All of us. I’ve read about some families having a rule that when they get together for a family gathering, the TV is turned off and all phones are put away until the meal is over, or the gathering has come to a conclusion. I think we need to start that at our house. It’s a small step…but it’s a step in the right direction.

REMEMBER: One day, you’ll wake up and there won’t be any more time to do the things you’ve always wanted to do. Do it now.

Be talkin’ to ya. 
Dan

Wednesday, March 31, 2021

The Coin Holder

 

As long as I can remember, my dad ALWAYS carried two things in his pants pocket…a pocket knife…and a coin holder. 

You know…one of those rubbery football-shaped things that when you squeezed the ends, it opened up and you could drop coins in, or take coins out. 

It had a good purpose I think. If you had a pocket full of change along with car keys or that pocket knife and reached in your pocket to pull your keys out, it kept your coins from flying all over. 

Anyway…as a 6-7-8 year old I walked home from school every day and I always stopped at the hardware store where dad worked. It was about 4 blocks from the school to ‘downtown’ Owensville where the hardware store was located. Just a few buildings away from the hardware store was Bates Drug Store where there was an abundant supply of 'penny' candy of every sort. From the drug store, it was about 3 blocks to our house. 

So anyway, I’d stop at the hardware store, reach in dads’ pocket and get his coin holder, find a dime, walk to the drug store, get my 10 cents worth of candy that penny candy that they’d put in one of those ‘little’ brown paper bags, and head home. Probably more times than not…the candy was gone before I ever got home. 

I don’t know if I’ve ever seen one of those coin holders since dad died. I rarely have coins in my pocket for very long these days. If I do get change, I usually put it in our piggy bank when I get home. Then once a year I’ll cash the piggy bank in and we’ll use the money to buy something we’ve been looking for. 

That was never an option for dad. If he had change…I found an immediate need for it. The candy store! And it all started...with that coin holder.

REMEMBER
In life, it’s important to know when to stop arguing with people and simply let them be wrong. 

Be talkin’ to ya. 
Dan

Sunday, March 28, 2021

Spring Chores are Callin'


The weather is warming up. The snow has melted and spring rains have started. All the water combined with the fertilizer I put on the lawn on a warm day last month has turned the lawn green and the growth has begun. Lumps of grass here-and-there need leveled off.

My mower needs a spring overhaul…change the blades, change the oil, air the tires, level the deck, put the battery back on and hope it still holds a charge. 

Then there’s the mulch that needs touched up. 

The winds have brought dust and dirt onto the windows so the screens need taken out and windows cleaned. 

The deck didn’t like a month worth of snow sitting on it and needs power washed and re-stained. 

The driveway needs some cracks filled and then re-sealed. 

The garden needs tilled and ready for some flowers to be planted. 

I’m exhausted just thinking about it all.

REMEMBER: 
If only you could sense how important you are to the lives of those you meet; how important you can be to people you may never even dream of. There is something of yourself that you leave at every meeting with another person. ---Mr. Fred Rogers

Be talkin’ to ya.
Dan

Sunday, March 14, 2021

The WORK Dream

 
About 18 months before I retired, Cindy and I were at our grandsons’ baseball game and we ran into an old workmate who had retired about 6 months prior to that game. Her grandson and ours go to different schools and, on this day, were playing baseball against each other. They both also play AAU basketball and have been teammates for several years so they have a competitive but respectful friendship. 

Anyway, while talking to Michelle she told me she recently had her first ‘work’ dream...that is...a dream about being back at work that she had retired from 6 months before. 

Flash forward about 2 years and Michelle and I met up again at a sporting event and I told her that I too had had the ‘work’ dream after retiring. I asked her if she still was having any work dreams and she said no. I, however, continue to have them several times a month. Each one is a little different…explaining a procedure to a patient…starting an IV… telling a doctor what I found…are just a few I recall. I guess after 42 years, it’s difficult to totally forget your old routine. 

Funny...nearly 50 years after finishing high school...I still have a dream every year or so about being back in high school. As I remember, they’re kinda stressful dreams…like trying to find my locker but not remembering which one is mine…or being in class, having the teacher pass out test papers and thinking…I haven’t studied for this! 

The nice thing about those school dreams is that my classmates and I are still 18 years old.

REMEMBER: 
The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one.

Be talkin’ to ya.
Dan

Friday, March 12, 2021

A Million Dollars.....gone


A recent news article states quarterback Tom Brady’s rookie football card sold for $1.32 million. 

Sadness overcame me as I read this and thought back to the 1960s when I was buying baseball cards. For a nickel, you got a pack of 5 cards with various baseball players and a slab of bubble gum that chewed like a Michelin tire. I didn’t really collect the cards for any purpose other than to chew that gum, tell friends I had somebody’s card and to use the card to put on the tires of my bicycle to make it sound like a motorcycle when the spokes rubbed the card. 

Some of the baseball stars from those days included Mickey Mantle, Lou Brock, Harmon Killebrew, Hank Aaron and Pete Rose among many others. I have no doubt that I had a card for most if not all of those guys that simply got tore up in my fake motorcycle. 

Had I only had the knowledge that they would be a good retirement investment I would of put them away instead of throwing them away. 

Water under the bridge I guess.

REMEMBER:
Be yourself, everyone else is taken.

Be talkin’ to ya.
Dan

Thursday, February 25, 2021

Doin' the Mess Around

 

I was listening to the oldies station this evening and the song ‘Doin’ the Mess Around’ came on…and I had an immediate flashback to one of our fun movies from years ago…Trains, Planes and Automobiles

There’s a scene in the movie when John Candy is driving a car with Steve Martin asleep in the passenger seat. That song comes on the radio and Candy proceeds to play along with the music and the car driving gets a little crazy. 

For Cindy & me, there were many funny scenes in the movie and we had a great weekend watching it multiple times. This was back in the day when you rented a VHS movie at a rental place and brought the movie home to put in your VCR. 

Cindy and I watched it and thought it was hilariously funny. We then invited our neighbors over to watch it with us and we all belly laughed. The next day we drove to Vincennes for the weekend and had Cindy’s parents watch it with us. Then Cindy’s brother and his wife came over and we all watched it again. 

Cindy & I got to the point we were laughing at the scenes in the movie but also laughing at the reactions of our neighbors and family as they watched it too. 

We sure got our money’s worth on that rental. I think we eventually bought a copy and have watched it a number of times since then and still laugh. 

REMEMBER: 
Take pride in how far you have come and faith in how far you can go. 

Be talkin’ to ya. 
Dan

 

Saturday, February 20, 2021

Mercurchrome and Methiolate

 

I’ve got a sore thumb. With this winter weather and lots of hand washing, I’ve developed a split in the skin near my thumbnail…and it is as sore as the dickens. And I seem to bump it all the time or pull it open when I reach in my pocket for my keys, or change. 

The pain this morning made me think back to the days as a kid when I’d wreck my bike (which I did a lot) or fall down and rip open a place on my knee or elbow or hands and dad would head me to the bathroom and clean me up and then reach for the medicine cabinet. I knew what was about to happen next. 

He was reaching for the orange stuff…the Mercurochrome or Methiolate. While one hand was reaching for the Methiolate…his other hand had a death grip on me because I was trying like crazy to get away. But dad was so strong...I knew I wasn’t going anywhere. So then, I switched to crying mode (if I had even stopped yet) and begging mode. The begging mode consisted of making him PROMISE…to start blowing on the injury BEFORE he even put the first drop of Methiolate on…because I knew it was going to burn like hell and I wanted a head start on the blowing. Sometimes my brother and sister were there as well to see what I did this time...and I'd tell them to blow too...the burning was that intense. They did what I asked...but it still didn’t help…it still burnt like hell. 

As I got a little older, one thing I grew to appreciate was that the burning and pain seemed to only last for a few minutes….then it was all better. I began to realize that if I DIDN’T have dad put the Methiolate on….the injury seemed to burn all day and maybe into the following days too. I grew to appreciate getting the burn over with. 

Those of us in the baby boomer generation, remember in the 1950s and 60s, playing with our group of friends, and if you saw one of them with a red/orange knee or elbow…you knew their folks had Methiolate at their house too. 

So why don’t they make that 'orange fire ball miracle medicine' anymore? Well if you dissect the name…Mercurchrome…you see it has the name mercury in it…and sometime in the 70s I guess someone decided that mercury was bad for us. 

To tell you the truth, I’m ready for Cindy to put some Methiolate on my thumb right now. Heck with that mercury stuff. I know it’ll burn…but just for a little while…then it’ll be all better.

REMEMBER: 
The overwhelming majority of what is stressing you today will be irrelevant in a year. Don’t lose sleep over petty things. Get over it, move on. 

Be talkin’ to ya. 
Dan