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The I-Pad Therapy

    I don't wax too enthusiastic as a rule for the simple reason that people or things that you get too crazy about invariably let you down in some way.
    However, let me recommend you get an I-Pad. Best Buy will let you get one and take a year or 18 months to pay for it. You may say, "I'm older and not a computer person at all". Bingo! You're just the person who will enjoy it the most.
    My many blogs on the subject (14) have talked at length about its versatility and features. My point tonight is that it will probably change some of your lifetime habits, especially recreational habits. It will cut your television watching in half. What a blessing it would be for the sick and shut-in; the crippled. How nice for anyone to have a new hobby, something of interest to get excited about. It's nice to be able to find some common ground with the younger folks in your life, who are plugged in and are tech savvy.
    I feel that the I-Pad can be therapeutic for many people. I know a lady who has recently suffered a terrible tragedy in her life. I think an I-Pad would help to occupy her mind. This lady, before the tragedy, had such an interest and zeal for things in life. She would love the gaming, photography, ebooks, We-Farm, social apps, the whole enchalada.
    My wife told me flatly that she didn't want an I-Pad. Now she grabs it while she drinks her morning coffee; checking the weather, the latest news or playing a game. She has turned into a gamer for the first time since Atari and Intellivision days.
    I don't really understand the I-Pad. What makes people that are normally uncomfortable with computers so at ease with the device? Is it the child-like simplicity of taking your finger and swiping something just like you used to lick the bowl when your Mom made cake batter? I just don't know.
     I have often moaned and groaned about decisions I've made, knowing full-well that had I made the opposite decision I would have regretted it just as much. I'm sure a shrink could help me with that. My point is, I have not regretted buying my I-Pad even once. I can't recall many decisions that I could say that about. Of all the things I've bought in 50 plus years, it is my favorite. In case you're wondering, Steve Jobs isn't paying me anything for this. Just like a book or a movie, when I find something I like, I want to share it with others. If you want someone to think of you fondly, every day, buy them an I-Pad for Christmas.
    From the snowy place, I'm CE Wills.
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