Respect, Relationship, Responsibility, and Stuffed Animals
Scenic, no. Good farmland, yes. Red River Valley, near the Goose River, looking south. Our second-oldest daughter and her husband live and run their businesses on the homestead where my mother grew up. Our oldest daughter moved there, some years back. That’s another story for another time. The oldest daughter and I enjoy a two hour (roughly) chat each evening: something that wouldn’t be possible without today’s information technology. Yet more topics. Since our conversations are in text format, we make what amounts to a transcript of what we’ve said. Plus, we can easily share material that we’ve read or written; provided it’s under the service’s character limit. Last Saturday, our oldest daughter shared part of a conversation she had with an AI. With her okay, I’m showing part of it here, and adding some of my thoughts. Our Oldest Daughter, Remembering a Life Transition Oldest Daughter's Input: Neuro Compass: Finding Patterns Respect (Neuro Compass, continued) Me: ...