Remember that song from 1969 by Zagar and Evans? Actually, the year in the title was 2525, not 2025. Probably like you, I remembered the name of the song and maybe the year, but not who performed the song. Maybe Zagar and Evans predicted Artificial Intelligence (AI) back in 1969?
Check out the lyrics…
“In the year 2525… If man is still alive, If woman can survive, They may find
In the year 3535…Ain’t gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lies. Everything you think, do, and say, is in the pill you took today
In the year 4545…Ain’t gonna need your teeth, won’t need your eyes, You won’t find a thing to chew, Nobody’s gonna look at you,
In the year 5555…Your arms are hanging limp at your sides, Your legs got nothin’ to do, Some machine doin’ that for you,
In the year 6565….Ain’t gonna need no husband, Won’t need no wife, You’ll pick your son, pick your daughter, too, from the bottom of a long glass tube
In the year 8510…God is gonna shake His Mighty head, He’ll either say, “I’m pleased where man has been”. Or tear it down and start again.
In the year 9595 …I’m kinda wonderin’, if man is gonna be alive, He’s taken everything the earth can give, and he ain’t put back nothin’,
Now it’s been ten thousand years, Man has cried a billion tears, For what he never knew, now man’s reign is through, But through eternal light, The twinkling of starlight, So very far away, maybe it’s only yesterday
In the year 2525, if man is still alive”
END OF SONG….
I am finding it harder to keep up with the events of the day these days of 2025, are you? It is all moving so fast. I’m finding more joy in the simple things…spending time with my wife, children, and grandchildren. Playing Sudoku, mastermind, backgammon and going to work out on the elliptical, participating in storytelling competitions, and helping others, both older and younger. I am finding that helping others feels good, no matter who they are.
Many of you have heard the sad story about the passing of my son, Ian, who was a two-year old boy with Down’s Syndrome. My summarized sad story and conclusion is this…
I was out delivering newspapers the morning my son died. Maureen, Ian’s mother, received the call from the doctor telling her that “Ian had expired”…she immediately called her parents, who drove the 5 miles to our house.
When I got home from delivering newspapers my father-in-law, Bob, greeted me at the door. I immediately knew something was wrong. I came up the steps after closing the door and he said, “Son, Ian has died”. I was stunned, in shock, and froze. I then began crying, screaming, yelling, and cursing at God, asking “HE WAS JUST A BOY, WHY DIDN’T YOU TAKE ME?”
Bob then immediately said, “Son, if God had wanted you, He would have taken you. As long as you are still walking this earth, your mission isn’t finished.” That was of little consolation on that day, but his words have stuck with me to this day. And that is why this twice retired, soon-to-be seventy-one year old is a full-time special education assistant at the Ahern Middle School in Foxborough, Massachusetts. My mission is to serve others, forever.
So please do not be offended or surprised when I say it is my plan to survive till the year twenty-five twenty-five!
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