A YEAR AGO THIS WEEK
4 September 98 |
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Photograph by Bob Gentry 8/5/99
A Thought for Today
Dreams die hard. It's up to you to keep yours alive as long
as you can.
Today we start a new weekly feature "A
Year Ago This Week" using one of the Flight Plans of that period from 1998.
On Tuesday I mentioned heading off to Fullerton to Club 369 tonight to see Bob Gentry
& Moisture. In case any of you plan to join me (club info 1-714-572-1816), Bob says
"Bring your ear plugs." Gotta admit they are kinda loud, but what can you expect
from a contemporary rock group. My ear plugs are in my pocket
BEACH CABIN
A reader wrote to me last week and said "You seem to write such sad reflective things
in fall.. Your writings dated in the spring seem a lot more up." I have a reputation
early on. I must find something sad to write about when I get home. I am too short sighted
here to see ahead to sadness.
Off to town today to get some bread and oranges, vegetables for a meatless stew. At the
checkout stand I bought magazines, then left them at the beach. Good. So far no radio, no
daily papers and, of course, no television in the cabin. My insolation against the outside
complete. Some books, including Faulkner's collected shorter stories, came out here with
me & remain unopened. I will try not to be smug about not needing media. Contempt for
people's baser habits, mine included, hinders contemplation.
The sea air exploits thinking, it is everywhere. One thought strides into another, through
another in a chain unending. It's a trick to keep from mind-meandering but my appetite
will not allow me even that. I am hungry for knowledge put off, not known, the kind that
only stray thoughts collected and distilled provide.
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from Beach Diary, 2 in Folio #49, 1985 o from Flight Plan 9/4/98
Tomorrow is "Pass It Along" day. See you then
with some of the more outrageous things that pop up from time to time in my E-mail box.
Sleep Warm |
