1979
Yesterday we went back to Pea Ridge and rode our bikes. We took our time, stopping rather often as we saw flowers and birds and snakes and deer along the way. J had his Wildflower field guide with him and we identified several wildflowers we didn't know the names of before.
When we got to the look-out on the eastern edge of the park the boys noticed a kind of medallion embedded in the concrete floor of the viewing platform. It was stamped 1979 United States Geological Society and the date 1979 stood out in my mind: That's the year I moved to the United States. I imagined them building the viewing platform, installing the informative metal map plaques and the medallion in the concrete floor the same year I was a 5th grader in Denver Colorado.
This morning I awoke to the drone of some church sermon on the TV in the living room. J had already headed to work and the boys were still asleep. I got up and found to my delight fresh coffee in the coffee pot and poured myself a cup with a little milk and a cinnamon stick. Then I sat down on the couch in front of the TV and watched in amazement the "religious" program that just happened to be on, as if it were a car wreck. Why do these people go on like they do about the antichrist and the rapture and the second coming of Christ? Like they know... No one knows.
So I switched channels. CBS Sunday Morning was on. Cool. I haven't seen this program in a long time. Maybe because I just don't watch TV hardly ever anymore....
It was a 25-Year Anniversary episode. They were showing highlights and stuff from the last 25 years. They featured the idea of news programming and how it has changed and evolved and how there are more sources, more portals, outlets, networks, shows, magazines where people "get information" these days than ever before.
And then the year, 1979, was there on the screen, and it just occured to me, oh, right. Twenty-five years ago. 1979. Has it been TWENTY-FIVE years???
Unbelievable.
When we got to the look-out on the eastern edge of the park the boys noticed a kind of medallion embedded in the concrete floor of the viewing platform. It was stamped 1979 United States Geological Society and the date 1979 stood out in my mind: That's the year I moved to the United States. I imagined them building the viewing platform, installing the informative metal map plaques and the medallion in the concrete floor the same year I was a 5th grader in Denver Colorado.
This morning I awoke to the drone of some church sermon on the TV in the living room. J had already headed to work and the boys were still asleep. I got up and found to my delight fresh coffee in the coffee pot and poured myself a cup with a little milk and a cinnamon stick. Then I sat down on the couch in front of the TV and watched in amazement the "religious" program that just happened to be on, as if it were a car wreck. Why do these people go on like they do about the antichrist and the rapture and the second coming of Christ? Like they know... No one knows.
So I switched channels. CBS Sunday Morning was on. Cool. I haven't seen this program in a long time. Maybe because I just don't watch TV hardly ever anymore....
It was a 25-Year Anniversary episode. They were showing highlights and stuff from the last 25 years. They featured the idea of news programming and how it has changed and evolved and how there are more sources, more portals, outlets, networks, shows, magazines where people "get information" these days than ever before.
And then the year, 1979, was there on the screen, and it just occured to me, oh, right. Twenty-five years ago. 1979. Has it been TWENTY-FIVE years???
Unbelievable.
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