Perception = Reality
Mike is always quoting someone -- and probably paraphrasing at that -- "Each person's perception is their reality." I was thinking about my Granny and realized that something I'd tho't all my life, may have been anything but true...but I'll get to that later. (Here I am with my Granny, Rosa Ella Sharp Jones, at MY house, around 1965.) My mother's parents lived about 12 miles out in the country from my childhood home. The trip to their house was truly an "over the river and thru the woods" sort of journey although a lot of the "woods" were actually "company pasture" owned by the local paper mill and the "river" was one little creek and gully after another. Still, it was a great ride. Daddy knew where every little "thrill hill" was and just how much to speed up before you hit it so the backseat passengers -- usually just me -- felt that little stomach flip. Oh, and when I was older I often got to make the r...