The Only Constant is Change
Some people love Barry Bonds. Some hate him. I respect his talent and like watching him play. And, I was saddened to hear that he won’t be a San Francisco Giant next year. He has spent 15 of his 22 years in San Francisco and his Dad and godfather, Willie Mays, were also Giants, so his roots run deep.There will likely be fewer splash hits at ATT park next year, but it will be the beginning of a new Giants ball club and new beginnings are always exciting. In technology (and sports), it seems, we are always saying good-bye to the old and hello to the new. The Sony Walkman tape player now is the Apple iPod. We LOVED the Walkman growing up, but now we love the iPod even more. The rotary phone has turned into all digital and mobile and also our e-mail, calendar and web browser. The quaintness of the rotary brings good memories…or, if you are an Andy Griffith fan like me (I’m from NC…not Mayberry), even the old switched telephone central operator…”Sarah, can you ring Floyd’s barber shop for me.” However, quaintness, doesn’t ensure good voice quality. Now, of course, the telephone call is turning into TelePresence.So, for San Francisco fans, it is truly the end of an era. But there is now the possibility that the new Giants will be the next “cool thing” – maybe as cool as TelePresence. And, that possibility will certainly have me back at the ball park next year. Thank you, Barry, for giving us some GREAT baseball and good luck next year…maybe still in the Bay Area as an A??!!!