Monday, January 23, 2017

I know how hard is not to be younger

Here's what happens when you stand around the kitchen at 1:30 am with the radio that soothes the cat when she's home alone is still tuned to MeTV FM: a pioneer emerges. You don't hear about the first folks who went someplace, you hear about the grizzled, insane prospectors and the Donner Party, and such. The Wright Brothers, not Lawrence Hargrave, right? We know of the adders-on, not the builders, like Tom Rush.

This made my heart ache in the small, dark hours of the night.

And now, I need to go call my mother.

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