Am I Obsolete?

Things come and go and many don’t even remember the existence of certain items. My granddaughter was over for a visit and we were discussing favorite snacks and foods. I was in the memory lane mode and chatting her ear off about things we used to do. She didn’t remember some of it and it made me sad, because it was our thing. Our beginning and spots were blank for her. Part of our history is missing, things we shared together and I can only reshare but it is not her memory. There is way more in that statement than I can explain.

I spent hours on the weekends as a teen hovering over a tape recorder to hit record at the right time to capture song after song. I think that might be why so many of us from that era can name a song at intro. When you wanted to look for a particular song you had to fast forward and rewind to find it and if you didn’t write down the songs on a sheet of paper, you get it? So much time searching. Now, we just type it into our phone and it plays whatever we want. Different kind of stamina in different generations. Does anyone have to remember things anymore. Computers do it all, not a complaint, just an observation.

So what’s obsolete? No longer needed, archaic, antique, ancient, not used for the reason it was created. There are a lot of things that are no longer in use today. I wonder what will fall under that umbrella when my grands are grown? Progress surrounds us, do you ever scan a space and walk through the life span of an object? I read a story about a woman that invented the coffee filter… just tired of old gritty coffee and bam, coffee filter. She made people try the coffee before they could turn her sales pitch away, again.. a different kind of stamina. As new things come in at the expense of losing old things, I guess that’s where my mind went when a tiny piece of history was forgotten.