The streets in one of my favorite walkabout areas, a business and professional community called the Oil Center, are lined with upscale cafes and shops. I never know what or who I might see while roaming the landscaped sidewalks. Celebrities often visit too and and don’t hesitate to greet common folk like me!
‘9/11”. What American over the age of twenty-something doesn’t remember this horrific day from some personal perspective? This question is on my mind this morning as I watch our Presidents memorial address at the Pentagon. Through time’s haze, I recall the radio news flashes while I was at my desk reviewing a set of construction drawings, and the simultaneous office buzz rising quickly to a crescendo!
at my office… wife’s urgent phone call 19 years ago
I remember the shock, the horror, and the patriotic indignation sweeping through my fellow employees as someone turns on a small black/white portable TV with ‘rabbit ears’ and we see the ‘snowy’ live feed of the first Twin Tower in flame…then another plane appears on the screen.
Watching an old TCM movie this morning, there was a reference to the 1920’s ‘Sennett Bathing Beauties’. Curious, I search the internet to find out more and discover several old photos of this group of ladies. The pictures show several attractive, young women enjoying their prime of life in the very latest styles of swimwear from a century ago. Scratching my grey beard, this interesting observation floated into my mind… that girls of that time obviously knew they were good-looking and didn’t feel the need to ‘show it all’ to every Tom, Dick and Harry, as many feel they must today. Turning the TV to an old John Wayne western, I clear my thoughts…
late morning sun warms the white sand… a dropped beach ball