Markets are closed Monday for President's day. But I have the time, so I might as well write something. I want to write about my decision to become an optimist. I grew up during the Great Depression. That was a time when my parents, like everyone else, were struggling and worrying during the hard times that seemed to go on and on. During the Depression I heard a great amount of pessimistic talk, along with what seemed like endless bad news. Many of my parents' friends lost their jobs during the Great Depression. My mother, who had always been a lady of leisure, went to work at the government's Office of Censorship.
In those days, depression and pessimistic talk was the lore of the land. As a child and later as a teenager I absorbed an awful lot of Depression talk, talk that colored the rest of my life. I grew up ... Log in or subscribe to continue reading.
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