http://www.alternet.org/story.html?StoryID=18146Farewell to the Sixties
By Bill Moyers, AlterNet
March 16, 2004
It's true what you have read and heard. I will leave "NOW" after the election later this year. I am not leaving because anyone is pushing me, but because something is pulling me.
I turn 70 this year and while there's no marker at the border, I know I'm entering unfamiliar territory. It's as if some imaginary trip wire breaks and the little odometer on your psychic dashboard starts clicking faster and faster. All of a sudden the horizon that once seemed far, far away, looms right there in front of you. You feel an irresistible urge to slow down, take your foot off the accelerator, touch it to the brake – gently, but surely – and start negotiating yourself out of the fast lane.
You begin to think about that side road you never took, the country lane you once spotted in the rearview mirror and promised yourself you would return to one day, but never did. All of a sudden you want to get to know the person who's been sitting there in the seat beside you all these years, when the only thing zipping by faster than the traffic was life itself.
You don't want to quit altogether. You keep thinking of those lines from Tennyson's "Ulysses": How dull it is to pause, to make an end/ to rust unburnished, not to shine in use.
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