At least for now.
We’re 48 hours out from the bombings and things are… different. It isn’t just the obvious police presence or the national guard people in uniform everywhere. Things are different. Yesterday everything was eerily calm, almost like the afternoon of 9/11 when all flights were grounded and nobody knew what was going on, except that yesterday there were helicopters in the air overhead and we were all waiting.
Waiting for news of who else was going to die. Waiting to hear from that last person or two that we hadn’t yet heard from. Waiting for news from the police, the feds, the various hospitals. Waiting. It was like life in suspended animation.
We were going to work and going through the motions, but everyone was asking the same thing, “Should we be doing this?” “Is this appropriate?” “What is the right thing to do now?”
Nobody has an answer for that. There is no single answer when there is a 15 block long scar in the middle of your city that was carved out by a coward with bombs, a bone to pick with humanity, a need to see his human fears and frailty writ large on the TV, and not enough guts or intelligence to make the change he wants to see from within the system.
Continue reading “Maybe this is the new normal?”
Then you’d better make sure you’re registered to vote. The last day to do that is TODAY for the April 30th primary.
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I have been reading some of the long-range forecasts for this upcoming fall and winter. Generally speaking, it seems they are predicting a pretty mild fall with temperatures above normal, and then it looks like this winter will most definitely not be like last winter.
Continue reading “What will this year’s winter be like?”
I have some friends for whom the 4th of July is their favorite holiday of the year. Other are more middle of the road about it. Me? I’m not into huge groups of people waiting for things to go BOOM over their heads or the tourists that flood the city decking themselves out in flag clothes and leaving their trash everywhere. I grew up and now live in the two cities largely responsible for the birth of this nation. As a result I’m over the Liberty Bell and the Pops on the Esplanade.
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This week will be the first time in well over a decade that I have worn any of my Civil War gear. So this week I tried a bunch of my stuff on and what do you know, it still fits, although the vest is going to need some adjustments. Still, I am excited about doing it, and to be getting involved with history again. And to get me in the spirit of things I decided to take a little trip to Milton, home of the G.H. Bent Company.
Continue reading “A bit of history… to eat”