Cassi
Creek: I managed to sleep in until 0730
today.
By 1339 it is
already 98°F. Yesterday topped out at
101°F. I suspect it will be even warmer
today. It takes only a few moments
outdoors in this hear to learn why the tropical latitudes custom of siesta
evolved. It is simply too hot to care
about anything but cooling off. It also
hammers home the reason that the southern/red states remained so lacking in
education and inventiveness until the advent of air conditioning.
A friend of
mine recently lost his mother. From what
he told me of her, she had a lot in common with my mother. His mother is entitled to burial at Arlington
National Cemetery. We’ve been
corresponding about people who served in WWII.
The conversation generated this paragraph.
“It is hard to look at the men and women who taught us
history, English,
shop, music, etc., and understand that those 30-40 year old civilians fought
and won one of the bloodiest wars ever waged, then came home and sold
televisions, delivered milk, as if little had happened. It is even harder
to see the few who remain, savaged by age, and think of them as warriors.
We were privileged to know them.
shop, music, etc., and understand that those 30-40 year old civilians fought
and won one of the bloodiest wars ever waged, then came home and sold
televisions, delivered milk, as if little had happened. It is even harder
to see the few who remain, savaged by age, and think of them as warriors.
We were privileged to know them.
That’s today’s bit of awareness. As with all such knowledge, it arrives too late.
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