As time goes by and curmudgeon status has been achieved, I have developed a preference for:
Libraries with large numbers of books and very few computers.
Libraries that are called “libraries” and not “learning centers.”
Churches that are predominantly churches, not social justice agencies.
A military designed to win wars.
Contracts (and instruction manuals) that the average person can understand.
Discovering new and great writers.
Books with a plot.
Food that is not an ordeal.
Window seats.
Leather briefcases.
Elmore Leonard novels.
Doctors who don't rush to prescribe the latest pill.
Saying no.
Architecture that lifts the spirits.
Marriage.
University departments that are intellectually diverse and not ideological seminaries.
Hercule Poirot, Sherlock Holmes, and Jackson Lamb.
Budgets that balance.
Hiring the best qualified person.
Laws passed by legislatures, not cooked up by courts and administrative agencies.
Better pay for excellent teachers and termination for the poor ones.
A daily sense of gratitude.
Noble dogs.
Beautiful horses.
London.
Courtesy.
See’s chocolates.
Tulips.
Hitchcock films.
Great coffee.
A sizable zone of indifference.
Brave people.
People who do what they say they will do.
People who go the extra mile.
Shakespeare and Dickens.
Banks with human tellers.
Books on real paper.
Art museums.
Memorizing poetry.
Cursive.
Fountain pens.
Left-turn arrows.
Washington and Lincoln.
Politicians who don’t get rich from public service.
Compiling family history.
Silence in movie theaters.
Being out of touch.
Crossword puzzles.
Homemade chocolate chip cookies.
Over-tipping.
Journalists who just report the news.
Black-and-white photographs.
People working in offices.
Colored lights at Christmas.
Thank-you notes.
Bay Rum cologne.
Doing the right thing instead of trying to convince others that I’m right.
Lawyers who tell clients when they don't have a case.
Communities where you know people via personal contact and not simply online.
People who've overcome setbacks.
Being able to call an organization and get assistance from a real person.
Saturday nights without phone calls.
The desert after a rain.
Baseball games on the radio.
Spencer Tracy films.
Ecco shoes.
A statute of limitations on dumb things I said and did 40 years ago.
Button-down collars.
The Oxford comma.
Flip charts.
C. S. Lewis.
Swiss Army knives.
Birdwatching.
Kids playing games outside.
Adults dressing like adults.
Experience over education.
Slow reading.
Ancient Rome.
Agreed! May I respectfully add: Phone (and technology ) free Sundays, and the writing of Roger Scruton on architecture, beauty, and culture.
I'm a match to most of the list.