
Melanie has some pretty profound questions, so I’ll see if I can come up with some pretty profound answers.
Are human beings required to better themselves and will doing that make them happier? Two questions here. The answer to the first, "Are human beings required to better themselves?" is "no." A person can live a "Got up, went to work, came home, watched TV, went to bed" life if they want and aren’t required to better themselves. That’s not really living, that’s more existing, but for some, that’s what they want. The second question, "Will bettering themselves make them happier?" is a little harder to answer. Happiness is a state of mind (unless you’re Charlie Brown, in which case it’s a warm puppy), and while bettering yourself can contribute to your happiness, it isn’t required.

Is it easier to love or to be loved? To love, because you can control that. You can’t control "being loved," since that requires the interaction of other people, which you can’t control. There is self-love, but that’s another thing entirely.

Outside traumatic brain injury, can memories be completely erased? Believe me, I’ve tried, but never have been able to. There are too many pieces that are tied to other memories that you might not want to get rid of.

Is there such a thing as a good death? Death is a release from pain. That, in and of itself, makes just about any death a good one.

What do you imagine is inside a baseball? I don’t have to imagine anything, because there are rules that govern how it’s made. A good description is here.

That’s all for this week…

I love your first answer. We can’t make ourselves be happier if we are not in that state of mind. I think it is always good to better oneself but not sure if that makes us happier. We always strive to do to better and that is the journey. I do believe it is easier to love because we give that, often freely. It is up to the other person to love you and that is not easy. Erase one’s mind?? I think we like to retain most memories but if someone has had a traumatic event, without physical injury, one can erase that certain memory because it is too much for the person to relive. I think that is a coping strategy. My mom had a good death because she just went to sleep and never woke up. She was singing in the dining room a few hours earlier and had her meal so it was not like she was in bed slowly dying. The other lady who shared the room had a good death too but that’s because death was a saving grace. She was in full on dementia, never spoke or could do anything for the last 5 years…that is no life so her death was good. As for seeing the inside of a baseball? I did years back and it was brownish and full of twine and other stuff that was rock hard,.,from what I remember.
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Awww Charlie Brown got it right. Happiness is a warm puppy. Great answers this week.
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Thanks for Sharing Your World, John! Now I know what’s in the center of both a baseball (nod to Fandango) and a golf ball (nod to your responder). I think it was more satisfying to find things out pre-Internet. One had to put effort into discovering things. Not like now when all that one has to do is type in some letters and voila! Wiki or Google or Bing or Silk or whoever is the search engine of the day tosses back an almost instant answer. What a bore in some ways. :( I enjoyed the GIFs as always, spot on! And you got to show ‘how a baseball is made’. Nifty… Have a great week!
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We had the encyclopedias and other reference books, which for me usually meant a hike to the public library to use theirs because we didn’t have an encyclopedia at home. We had a set at the school library, but they didn’t let us use those unless it was library day.
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That graphic (gif?) on your memory answer is the most accurate I’ve seen yet.
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You mean the switchboard? I was having a hard time coming up with the right graphic and finally used that one. I’m glad you like it…
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I actually worked with one of those old switchboards at one of the first jobs I ever held as an adult. Plug and play…. LOL
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My roommate in college worked the switchboard at the dorm, which was like it as well. I covered for him one night and got some hands-on practice. Fortunately it was a quiet evening.
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Enjoyed your answers, John!
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Nicely answered John
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Nice answers. And love the “magic” baseball – that’s about where my interest in the sport starts and finishes (I did go to a basketball game in Chicago when I holidayed there many, many moons ago. Red Sox v Chicago Bulls if memory serves. Thought maybe going to one in person would help me see the interest… it didn’t, lol. Mind you, Americans probably can’t see the point of cricket ;)
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OK: The Chicago Bulls are a basketball team, so they probably didn’t play the Boston Red Sox, who are a baseball team. The Red Sox are in the American League with the White Sox (who, for further confusion, are owned by the same guy who owns the Bulls), so most likely you saw the Red Sox play the White Sox. HOWEVER, if you were in Chicago in 1997 or later, you might have seen the Red Sox play the Cubs, who are in the National League, because 1997 was the year they started interleague play…
When I was in Sydney back in the mid-’90’s I saw ads for the Sydney Blues, who were a baseball team, and I have seen baseball games from Australia during our winter/your summer. There have been a few Australian Major Leaguers here (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Major_League_Baseball_players_from_Australia). One in particular was Peter Moylan, who spent the bulk of his career in Atlanta and is now an analyst for Braves games. He was a very good pitcher and a very funny guy.
Cricket is one of baseball’s ancestors, and I have actually sat and watched part of a match and tried to figure out what was happening. I admit to being more than a little lost, but a guy I worked with in Sydney when I was there said that cricket was a good game to fall asleep on the couch to…
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Hahaha, gee, I messed up that memory. Hmmm it definitely wasn’t the White Sox. It would have been 1994, in about April I think, maybe early May? I’ll have to dig out the diary I kept to find out!
Depends on the cricket. I’m not a fan of a test match (they go for about 5 days), but one dayers and 20-20 games are fun. Especially the 20-20s.
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If you dig the diary out, let me know. You were probably at Wrigley Field, home of the Cubs.
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Good job, John. I remember cutting open a golf ball when I was a child. That was a lot of work for very little gain.
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We used to do things like that, too. The world was a more interesting place before we had the Internet. Was the center of the ball like a capsule with liquid in it?
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Yes, a tiny rubber ball with liquid. Of course my brother told me it was deadly poison.
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We heard the same. I doubt it was deadly poison, but I wouldn’t want to eat it, either…
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