Tempus Fugit: April 13, 1973, Fifty Years On…


“I blinked my eyes and in an instant, decades had passed.” ― John Mark Green, Taste the Wild Wonder: Poems It’s late morning here in my corner of Florida on Thursday, April 13, 2023. As I write this on a sunny spring day, I marvel – once again – at the (sobering) fact that 50Continue reading “Tempus Fugit: April 13, 1973, Fifty Years On…”

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 forecastContinue reading “Tempus Fugit – Dog Days of Summer 1972 Edition: Those Long, Hot Sundays of Yesteryear”