Starting anything is always the hardest part. I’ve noticed over the last few years, though, that sometimes I feel stuck and immobile in a way that doesn’t seem, for want of a more nuanced term, ‘normal’. 625 more words
Today is the 51st anniversary of the assassination of JFK. And I’m old enough to remember the day.
The first hint of something big happening occurred when we caught glimpses of teachers standing together, heads bent close so they could hear something on a portable transistor radio (look it up…they were quite big at the time.) A short time later, a teacher came into the room and I remember her announcement. 215 more words