Category: Things I Miss
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T. – 50 Years Later, Part the First
Prologue: The Fragility of Memory One of the things that bother me about the nature of memories is how fragile, how unreliable, and woefully imperfect they are. Take, for example, my memories about an event that occurred when I was 20 years old – my last day as a high school student at South Miami…
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Musings & Thoughts for Monday, October 31, 2022, or: Things I Miss
Things I Miss (An Incomplete and Ever-Changing List) “People often miss things that don’t exist–miss things that were but are not anymore.”― Sarah McCoy, The Baker’s Daughter “I want everything back, the way it was. But there is no point to it, this wanting.”― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale
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Tempus Fugit: Fractured Memories of Halloween 1972
“There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well.” ― Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember Fifty years ago, when I was nine (going on 10) years old, I lived…
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering ‘Cheryl T.’
“Better to have to retrace your steps and then move forward than never to move forward at all.” ― Anne Burack Sayre, The Birthday Book Club Snatching: The Melinda & Simon Series I promised, not too long ago, that I’d tell you a bit more about “Cheryl T,” the cute auburn-haired girl who sat two…
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Tempus Fugit: Where Were You in October of ’72?
Where I Was in October of ’72…. (A Tempus Fugit Gig) “Seasons change, people grow together and apart, life moves on. You will be OK, embrace it.” ― Alexandra Elle, Words from a Wanderer Author’s Note: In less than three days (as I write this, at any rate) it will be my late mother’s 94th…
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Tempus Fugit – August of 1972 Edition: The End of Summer Vacation is Nigh & Back-to-School Angst
Tempus Fugit “I blinked my eyes and in an instant, decades had passed.” ― John Mark Green, Taste the Wild Wonder: Poems Fifty years ago this month, my mom, my older half-sister Vicky (who had recently rejoined us after a brief but disastrous attempt to live with our maternal grandaunt Gabriela and stay in Bogota),…
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Tempus Fugit – Summer of 1972 Edition, or: Sizzling Florida Weather Brings Back Memories – and Comparisons – of Summertime in South Florida
The Dog Days of Summer – which began on July 3 this year and are the hottest months of the year in the Northern Hemisphere – ended yesterday, but down here in the Tampa Bay area you would not know it. On this second Friday of August, it’s hot, humid, and uncomfortable for those of…
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Tempus Fugit – Dog Days of Summer 1972 Edition: Those Long, Hot Sundays of Yesteryear
It’s another scorching hot Sunday in the Tampa Bay area – outside, it’s mostly sunny and the temperature is 90°F/32°C, and the heat index is higher at 100°F/38°C. There is a huge clubhouse/pool complex that residents of the community have access to, but (a) I don’t like going there alone, and (b) the weather forecast…
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering the House at 1001 in Coral Estates Park
Half a century ago this week, in the Miami suburb of Westchester, my mother and I moved into the house we would call “home” for the next five years – a one-story, 1505 square foot, single-family house that sat on a 7,777 square foot lot: 1001 SW 102nd Avenue. Built in 1963, the house was…
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Tempus Fugit, or: That Endless Summer of 1972 – Transitions, Changes, and Memories
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in Acting Lessons, Acting Lessons (2018 Game), Adults-Only Games, Beatriz Diaz-Granados, Being a DIK (2020 Game), Blogging, Computer and Video Games, Dr. PinkCake (Game Designer), Family History, Jeronimo Diaz-Granados, Life in Bogota, Life in Florida, Life in Miami (1972-2016), Life in South Florida, Personal Thoughts, Summer in Florida, Things I Miss, Victoria Eugenia Pineros Restrepo (Vicky)Tempus fugit. I am, as of late, preoccupied by the passage of time. Tempus fugit weighs heavily on my mind on this, my 50th consecutive summer since my mom, my older half-sister, and I moved back to the United States after living for six years in Bogota, Colombia. As you’ve probably noticed – if you…
A Certain Point of View, Too 