When I was young I suffered from severe youthful irresponsibility which was best exemplified by being habitually late. It’s a fact that I was an hour late to my PSAT test. As a consequence, I really hated myself for this characteristic which forced me to flip into a person who hates to be late.
She was standing in the empty parking spot in Lenox, Massachusetts. I signaled that I was pulling in and she waved me off. My gesture of “Are you kidding?” was ignored.
I parked around the corner.
We are doing it again. Packing to send a child off to college.
This time its my son and a completely different experience.
I have to thank Corey Bearak for the following blog topic. He sent me an article from the NY Times. Essentially the article began as follows:
It's a weird thing...we use planes to fly us to places faster, yet the hassles of getting to the airport and on the plane sometimes takes more time than the flight itself.
One of the best things about Summer is seeing the Lightning Bugs/Fire Flies dancing around in the air at dusk. It is one of Nature’s greatest light shows.
