The Relentless Flight of Time Oh, my. Where did the time go? I swear. It seems like it was only yesterday that we were ushering in 2023, and…poof! Suddenly it’s February 28, the last day of the second month. And, on Sunday, March 5, I will go from being 59 years old to 60 yearsContinue reading “Tempus Fugit (Countdown to the Big Six-Oh Edition): Where Did the Time Go?”
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Tempus Fugit (Countdown to the Big Six-Oh Edition): A (School) Day in the Life, February 1973
Well, Dear Reader, with less than 17 days until my 60th birthday, it’s time for (yet) another Tempus Fugit piece related to this landmark birthday. On this day in 1973, which fell on a Friday, I was at Tropical Elementary – more likely than not – in Mrs. Chambers’ Special Education class in Room 29.Continue reading “Tempus Fugit (Countdown to the Big Six-Oh Edition): A (School) Day in the Life, February 1973”
Tempus Fugit: For The Love of Movies (1973 Edition)
50 years ago, in February of 1973, I was nine going on 10 and lived in a house in Westchester – an unincorporated suburb of Miami, Florida – with my widowed mother and my older half-sister Victoria, aka Vicky. I attended Tropical Elementary, a public school that even though it was in the same zoneContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: For The Love of Movies (1973 Edition)”
Tempus Fugit (Countdown to the Big Six-Oh Edition): Then (1973) & Now (2023) Revisited
“We don’t really grow up. Our toys change with time.” ― Nitya Prakash In February of 1973 – around the same time that Sam Ervin, a Democratic Senator from South Carolina, was named Chairman of the Senate Watergate Committee, and the Evangelical-Lutheran Church in Denmark became the first Christian organization to officially accept gay marriageContinue reading “Tempus Fugit (Countdown to the Big Six-Oh Edition): Then (1973) & Now (2023) Revisited”
Tempus Fugit: Then (1973) & Now (2023) – Countdown to the Big Six-Oh Edition
With the “Big Six-Oh” creeping ever closer – it is, as I write this, only 27 days away – I decided to do a comparison between Then (1973, the year I turned 10) and Now (2023, the year I turn 60). Without further ado (I’m fresh out of it), let’s begin! President of the UnitedContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Then (1973) & Now (2023) – Countdown to the Big Six-Oh Edition”
Tempus Fugit: Monday, February 5, 1973 – The Big One-Oh is Only Four Weeks Away (50 Years On)
Countdown to the Big Six-Oh As I write this in the late morning of Sunday, February 5, 2023, there are less than 28 days (four weeks!) until I leave my 50s – which, sadly, have not been as happy or fulfilling as I’d hoped – and turn 60. I am hoping that when March 5Continue reading “Tempus Fugit: Monday, February 5, 1973 – The Big One-Oh is Only Four Weeks Away (50 Years On)”
Musings & Thoughts for Tuesday, January 31, 2023, or: A Quick ‘Tempus Fugit’ Piece & Blu-ray Collection Update
Time Flies Onward…1973-2023 If you’re a regular reader of A Certain Point of View, Too, you know that this year is of some significance to this writer. First, in less than 33 days, I will be 60 years old. I wrote about how I feel about that yesterday, so I am not going to repeatContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Tuesday, January 31, 2023, or: A Quick ‘Tempus Fugit’ Piece & Blu-ray Collection Update”
Tempus Fugit: Hazy (But Happy!) Memories of Christmas 1972
Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas time. – Laura Ingalls Wilder I wish I had vivid memories of my first Christmas as a permanent resident of the state of Florida after our unexpectedContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Hazy (But Happy!) Memories of Christmas 1972”
Tempus Fugit: Farewell and Adieu to You, Fair Spanish Ladies – Sevilla, 18 December 1988
But, I’m leavin’ on a jet plane Don’t know when I’ll be back again Oh babe, I hate to go. – John Denver, Leaving on a Jet Plane Another cold day in Florida…another weather-triggered memory brought on by low temperatures, beautiful morning skies, and a penchant for remembering anniversaries of events from the Land ofContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Farewell and Adieu to You, Fair Spanish Ladies – Sevilla, 18 December 1988”
Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, December 17, 2022, or: Chilly Day in Tampa Bay Area Triggers Memories of Sevilla in 1988
“Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.” ― George Gordon Byron Today I woke up to an even chillier – by Florida standards, anyway – morning than I did the day before; the sun had only just risen, so it was still semi-dark outside, with temperatures in the lowContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, December 17, 2022, or: Chilly Day in Tampa Bay Area Triggers Memories of Sevilla in 1988”
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