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),Continue reading “Tempus Fugit – August of 1972 Edition: The End of Summer Vacation is Nigh & Back-to-School Angst”

Tempus Fugit: Remembering the Dog Days of Summer – 1972 Edition

As the Dog Days of summer – July 3 to August 11 – draw ever nearer to an end (until, next year), I find myself trying to remember more details from my first summer in Florida after Mom and I returned from Bogota in mid-spring of 1972. Until this Golden Anniversary year, I had notContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Remembering the Dog Days of Summer – 1972 Edition”

Tempus Fugit – New Year’s Day 2022, or: Looking Back on the Last Half-Century

Greetings and salutations, Dear Reader. It’s early afternoon here in Lithia, Florida on Saturday, January 1, 2022. It is a warm winter day in west-central Florida. Currently, the temperature is 81˚F (27˚C) under partly sunny skies. With humidity at 68% and the wind blowing from the south-southwest at 11 MPH (17 KM/H), the feels-like temperatureContinue reading “Tempus Fugit – New Year’s Day 2022, or: Looking Back on the Last Half-Century”