Tempus Fugit – Hurricane Andrew + 30 Edition, or: Remembering the Day After Landfall, August 25, 2022


Andrew Plus 30 As I sit here in my dimly lit bedroom/writer’s room/mancave in Lithia, Florida, it is another stifling hot late August morning where the heat seeps through the walls and warms my stocking feet underneath my desk. And even though the temperature outside is “only” 85°F/30°C, the bright subtropical sun and the highContinue reading “Tempus Fugit – Hurricane Andrew + 30 Edition, or: Remembering the Day After Landfall, August 25, 2022”

Musings & Thoughts for Monday, August 22,2022, or: Sibling Rivalry Stings, Even in Dreams


“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.” ― Neil Gaiman Last night, or early this morning, I dreamed about my half-sister Vicky. It wasn’t one of those rare dreams in whichContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Monday, August 22,2022, or: Sibling Rivalry Stings, Even in Dreams”

Tempus Fugit – 1972 Edition, or: Musings on the Ephemeral, Imperfect, and Malleable Nature of Memory


“Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.” ― Guy de Maupassant As the Dog Days of Summer 2022 near their finale – they began on Sunday, July 3, and will end on Thursday – I am struck by the concepts of memory, howContinue reading “Tempus Fugit – 1972 Edition, or: Musings on the Ephemeral, Imperfect, and Malleable Nature of Memory”

Tempus Fugit, Summer of 1972 Edition: Living in the ‘Here and Now’ in Sunny, Humid South Florida


“Time doesn’t really ‘march on’. It tends to tip-toe. There’s no parade. No stomping of boots to alert you to its passing. One day, you turn around and it is gone.” ― Heather Babcock This summer – this stiflingly hot, oft sad and depressing, and quite insane Summer of ’22 – is both my 59thContinue reading “Tempus Fugit, Summer of 1972 Edition: Living in the ‘Here and Now’ in Sunny, Humid South Florida”

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: July 1972, or: More Fragmented Memories from 50 Summers Ago


“Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.”― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones 50 summers ago, I was almost nine-and-a-half years old and getting accustomed to living in the hot, humid, and often rainy conditions in Miami after living for six years in the colder climate of Bogota, Colombia, a huge metropolisContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: July 1972, or: More Fragmented Memories from 50 Summers Ago”

2,557 Days Redux


2,557 days. That’s how many days have passed since my mother, Beatriz Diaz-Granados, died at the age of 86 from a combination of age-related illnesses, including dementia, heart issues, and the effects of being confined to bed for half a decade after back surgery. She died around five in the morning; I’m sure the deathContinue reading “2,557 Days Redux”

Tempus Fugit – Summer of 1972 Edition: Where Were You in ’72?


Hi, there, Dear Reader. It is afternoon in Lithia, Florida, on Saturday, June 25, 2022. It is a hot early summer day in the Tampa Bay area. Currently, the temperature is 85°F (30°C) under mostly cloudy skies. With humidity at 78% and the wind blowing from the north-northwest at 5 MPH (8 KM/H), the heatContinue reading “Tempus Fugit – Summer of 1972 Edition: Where Were You in ’72?”

50 Years On: Remembering – or Trying to Remember – March of 1972 is No Easy Thing


Hi, there, Dear Reader. It’s early afternoon here in Lithia, Florida, on Monday, March 21, 2022. It is a warm first day of astronomical spring in the Tampa Bay area; meteorological spring began on March 1. Currently, the temperature is 80˚ F (27˚C) under sunny skies. With the wind blowing from the east at 11Continue reading “50 Years On: Remembering – or Trying to Remember – March of 1972 is No Easy Thing”

Musings & Thoughts for Wednesday, March 9, 2022, or: Waiting for ‘West Side Story’ to Ship (and Other Concerns)


Hi there, Dear Reader. It is late morning in Lithia, Florida, on Wednesday, March 9, 2022. It is a warm, muggy spring day here in the Tampa Bay area. Currently, the temperature is 85˚F (30˚C) under mostly cloudy skies. With humidity at 70% and the wind blowing from the south-southwest at 13 MPH (22 KM/H),Continue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Wednesday, March 9, 2022, or: Waiting for ‘West Side Story’ to Ship (and Other Concerns)”