Things Keep Changing

There's an active group of people demonstrating against what is mostly described as  corporate greed. Demonstrations are ocurring throughout the country as well as Tampa's downtown. Occupy Tampa it is called here. I spoke with a few of the demonstrators last night and got a sense of their commitment. One guitar strumming singer quoted Mussolini's definition of fascism. Another group of ten or so sat cross-legged in silent meditation. Silhouetted against a backdrop of night sky, several of the larger buildings stood before me forming an old, familiar pattern. I'd seen the same shapes against the bright noon sky during many of my lunchtime walks through downtown Tampa over the last 30 years. Now, I walked through downtown in jeans, a mandolin case over my shoulder, a ponytail hanging down my back. I had a sense of the changes in my life. As was told to me the day I announced my retirement, "This will just be another part of your life."