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A man has an idea. It's not an idea that will change the world, but if it can change just one soul,
when accomplished, it will all have been worthwhile. Everyday literate people read. It makes no
difference whether they read a newspaper, the trailer at the bottom of a television show, or a work
document· Some even do most of their reading on the internet. The time of the story is slowly
coming to an end. This saddens me greatly. There was once a time when story was all mankind
had. It is called oral history. Everyone has a story to tell. If they tell one person, they have gifted
only one with the emotion which that story provokes. If the story is written down, passed along
between peers, the emotion can grow, the wisdom can pass amongst many. Imagine if you will
making a mistake which taught you a lesson. Now imagine that those circumstances were
written down. Not only would you learn from this mistake, so too would all who read it. If this
process had happened from the beginnings of time as we know it, would we have run out of
mistakes yet? Probably not, but the missteps we make every day would naturally lessen
somewhat. Is that not a wonderful idea. I will write down the stories I know, as well as the ones I
imagine. Perhaps they will someday be bound into a volume someone will value and carry with
them. That is my wish, to touch one person with my stories and to let the rest take care of itself.
when accomplished, it will all have been worthwhile. Everyday literate people read. It makes no
difference whether they read a newspaper, the trailer at the bottom of a television show, or a work
document· Some even do most of their reading on the internet. The time of the story is slowly
coming to an end. This saddens me greatly. There was once a time when story was all mankind
had. It is called oral history. Everyone has a story to tell. If they tell one person, they have gifted
only one with the emotion which that story provokes. If the story is written down, passed along
between peers, the emotion can grow, the wisdom can pass amongst many. Imagine if you will
making a mistake which taught you a lesson. Now imagine that those circumstances were
written down. Not only would you learn from this mistake, so too would all who read it. If this
process had happened from the beginnings of time as we know it, would we have run out of
mistakes yet? Probably not, but the missteps we make every day would naturally lessen
somewhat. Is that not a wonderful idea. I will write down the stories I know, as well as the ones I
imagine. Perhaps they will someday be bound into a volume someone will value and carry with
them. That is my wish, to touch one person with my stories and to let the rest take care of itself.
