Musings

Past Disappears with Time

I was looking through Google Earth and found my old neighborhood in Dayton, Ohio. I lived there from my 5th grade till 12th – the last year being in a home a few miles away but in the same neighborhood. The two schools I attended were Jefferson Elementary (5th – 8th) and Colonel White (9th…

DO WE SEE BEAUTY?

THE SITUATION In Washington , DC , at a Metro Station, on a cold January morning in 2007, this man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, approximately 2,000 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After about 3 minutes, a middle-aged…

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My Ring

Jewelry has never been something that I value much. I  skipped the bracelets and the necklaces for the most part – other than to perhaps buy something for a significant other. I do like watches but recently purchased a Timex to replace my broken Citizen’s watch (paid $35 for it) and have liked that watch…

Spinning the clock

What spins your clock? For me, there are activities so absorbing that I realize, a bit stunned, that the hours have slipped by without my awareness. It’s as I might  imagine a time machine to which one enters and becomes so engrossed that the clock begins to spin in a blur. I’ve come to believe…

POCKETS

As a fellow of a few years I have watched styles come and go. My short hair of the early 70’s was spurned by most every one of my peers most of whom sported the long, even shoulder-length hair. Yet look around today. Young folks have their hair cropped to nothing. The longer haired folks…