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Louise Bostic: We should be thankful for change

Posted: Thursday, July 25, 2019 | Views: 1636

Louise Bostic: We should be thankful for change

A View from My Front Porch
By: Louise Bostic

Change is often difficult and painful at any age, but sometimes it seems as if everything is changing faster than it should and we hardly know where or how we stand.

This year the changes in my life are almost overwhelming.

My daughter is moving from her home of 15 years in Colorado to Palm Beach, Florida in the peak of summer heat and hurricane season.

As they are getting older, my friends are having health problems.

Memorial services are too frequent and too often.

The city’s newly elected leadership seems to flounder on basic decisions with no firsthand knowledge of the town’s grassroots problems or past solutions.

Bootsy’s in Ponchatoula closed, and so many other changes I can’t list them all.

Normally when one thing changes, something new and fresh appears. “When one door closes another opens.” My head and heart are spinning right now and I am not seeing the fresh open door clearly.

Some changes have been particularly encouraging. I read of the appointment of Terran Perry as principal of Hammond’s alternative school. When Terran was at Hammond Junior High, he and his staff turned the school around, and when he left along with many of his staff, the school seemed to revert to the problems of the past. Our alternative school could use a major “dose” of Perry’s potential for change.

Recently I called a friend who works with me with me on plumbing and foundation work. We haven't done a project together in over a year, and I got a real shock. He had some brain tumors removed the end of last year and was still recuperating. The tumors were benign but he could have been paralyzed or worse. On the phone he insisted he was ok but I felt better only after I saw him in person and could sense that he is indeed recovering well. Actually I am not sure what I would do without Willie Cyprian, a friend on whom I have depended for years with those big jobs I couldn't manage by myself. I know we are all getting older, but I find myself resisting the changes. I want to hold on to life that works as I expect it to.

This spring my bank where I know everyone from the newest teller to the first vice president has sold its interests to a Mississippi-based bank. I really feel like a lost sheep. They have changed their name, and John and I got a glossy full color booklet from the new "First Bank" explaining all the new regulations. There were minimum deposits for savings and checking and charges for online banking and so many other things most of which I did not understand.

Before this change, if I were out of state and needed to write a check for more than I had in my account I would call any of the vice presidents and they would flag my account and honor my check till I had time to get back and balance my account. That did not happen very often, but I always knew I was ok financially with my “small town” bank where virtually everyone knew me and took care of me. I loved going in and joking with the employees and just having a cup of coffee in the beautiful home-like reception area with a fireplace, plush furniture, the daily newspaper and paintings all around. Now even the large portraits of our favorite employees which smiled back at us in the drive through have been removed and inside are stiff strangers who seem suspicious of our presence.

The bank’s building is fairly new but is made of red brick and looks like an English manor house, nothing like the modern glass monstrosities all the other banks in town display.

When I have to do business in one of those other banks the lobby seems so cold and impersonal. Our bank is big with a dozen branches and three stories high at the main location but it has always been warm and homey. This sale is another change I feel uncomfortable with. Sometimes I think our children will not even understand the life we have had with so much comfort, love and freedom. I think sometimes we may be the last of the truly rich. Perhaps if the next generations have not experienced it they will not miss it.

My guidebook tells me not to worry and an inspired writer reminds me “This too shall pass”. Change is part of life and keeps things fresh and exciting. We should be thankful for change.
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