"When dawn spreads its paintbrush on the plain, spilling purple... ," Sons of the Pioneers song from TV show "Wagon Train." Dawn on the mythic Santa Fe Trail, New Mexico, looking toward Raton from Cimarron. -- Clarkphoto. A curmudgeon's old-fashioned newspaper column, cross-breeding metaphors and journalism and art, for readers in 150 countries.

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Cleaning out the garage...of history, on this day

Cleaning out the garage--actually sorting through old boxes and files of time gone by brings back memories and mementos--most of them pleasant, some of them with sadness and regrets. 
Items and more you'd forgotten about, and can't exactly be relegated to the garbage can just yet.
Two or more sides to everything--nostalgia and present tense.
So it is that I found my high school graduation "stuff." Then I saw the date. Lots of miles and adventures since then, and with those blessings, also the realization the years have piled up. 
I'm old--that's what these say about 55 years ago in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
Memo: to my students, my kids, my grand kids...live today.

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