Directions from the past

It was a beautiful blue sky filled with small white puffballs for clouds when the young boy decided to roll head over heals down the well cared for rich green lawn on the side of the hill. Tumbling head over hells in delight he rolled and rolled and rolled until he reached the bottom of the incline. At the bottom he discover a small one lane road which lay at the base of this slanted meadow.

As he looked around his parents driving in their 1956 tutone green and white chevrolet stopped open the right rear door and beckoned the boy to jump into the back seat.

Seeing his beloved parents he jumped into the car landing on the black plastic seats . His father smiled at him and turned back to the task of driving the car with its large white steering wheel enclosing a chrome circular horn ring.

"Hank Paulson did exactly the right thing in letting Leham Brothers fold as they did . It was a good sign to the markets that inherit risk is built into the system and that no one is too big to fail", His father intoned.

"This is a dream," I said. "I am having a dream."

"Yes you are,"replied my parents .

" We are your past , you must live in the present". They decreed.