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November 24, 2014
Gray after gray I watch the hours tick by and wonder how it is that time both speeds up and slows down at the same time the longer one is on the planet. Cold seems colder. Warm seems warmer. The nights seems shorter and the days seem long. Seasons spring and fall forward and back and seem to create a shift that otherwise isn't there. What is time anyway? It isn't even real according to Einstein. But there in one thing for sure. As we pass though it there is a lot of shite and wonder to behold. They say in the end it is a wink of an eye. Wink. Wink. Hmm. Still here. For now.
November 16, 2014
The cold seems to have set in and the mornings are tough. There is a bone chilling cold that comes through the floor and makes us long for warm sand and sunny days. I have the escape of music to take to places I am only longing for to see.
November 11, 2014
So we move on toward the winter. They say it will be zero degrees in the morning. Very stinking cold.
Today is Veteran's Day and it gives me pause for reflection. I know that these things are on my mind daily as the past is ever present from my time of service in Vietnam. The lessons continue and the pain remains as if yesterday or should I say today.
October 12, 2014 So we live and so we die...
This is the day that our grand daughter passed away. It is also the day my Aunt Leta passed away.
October 12, 2014. Time. Tick tock. The days of our lives pass by like shadows. Just yesterday I was looking at sympathy cards in the post office. I asked myself why. Now I know. My Uncle John and Aunt Leta really loved each other. They were together more than 60 years. When her health put her in a nursing home he moved in with her to be by her side. His expression of love and zest for life have always been an inspiration. I can't imagine how his heart must feel with his true love having passed over. May need to go see him. He is the one who came up with the line Cool Wind From Jamaica. "You should write a song with that title he told me many years ago and I did. I love my Uncle John and Aunt Leta and hope she has peace and so will he.
Last night I remembered how fun it can be to play and sing with my friends. We mostly played with me singing the words to Rock Me, a song written by myself and Doug Hamilton a lifetime ago. Jimmy Culler, Michael Daily and I met up around 7 and played for over 3 hours. It was warm and funny and without stress. It felt good to visit old songs and learn something new. I still have too much pain in my wrists to play too often and too long. So slow to heal and kicked off by swimming wrong. Hah. So it goes.
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