Thursday dawned early. And I’m still alliterating! That can’t be a word.
Today I lose my daughter again to her returning hubby. The month he’s been visiting family in the UK has certainly been a whirlwind of activity. And we still have that damned light fixture to install and ceiling to repair. It can probably wait.
There is a beautiful movement in downtown Little Rock. I just became aware of it recently and I must admit the renovation and resurgence of interest in this forgotten area intrigues and pleases me. The old Sears store, the M.M. Cohn Co., the building where Dillard’s began its history, are being rejuvenated and brought back to life. Lofts and condos are springing up. Entertainment and education, handmade and fair trade are taking place right here. It’s a wonderful thing.
And part of that wonderful thing is a new generation of Hippie kids.
Morning Joe and Time Magazine were talking about this generation, the Millennials this morning. Time’s cover is dedicated to them this week. They seem to be a generation of arrogant individuals, lazy, living at home still, and assuming entitlement. But their knowledge and use of social media is astonishing. And so is their acceptance of lifestyles not considered mainstream. They are less inclined to prejudice of any sort. That’s also a good thing, a very good thing.
But the kids I see roaming these streets are teaching and searching. They are artists. They are doing what we did lo those many years ago. They are looking for a life that is meaningful, fulfilling, and benign in its impact on our planet.
I know there is hope here. They’ll get it and make it better. No doubt.