Long Time Passing

8 thoughts on “Long Time Passing”

  1. here’s what i remember from the sixties: nothingness

    here’s what i remember from the seventies: nothingness and nothingness and nothingness, and then, six weeks before the end, sounds and faces and autumn sunshine.

    what i remember from the 80’s, you don’t even want to know.

    i always felt about the 70’s like you felt about the 60’s. that decade would have suited me much better than the 80’s.


  2. Everyone of that era knows the Desiderata, Diana! I can still remember a bunch of it – “With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.” I had it hanging on my wall.


  3. hhb, from my reconnoitering on your blog, I do believe that we are one year apart in age.

    Oreo, I have to say I agree with you. You would have liked the 70s much better than those bighair bigshoulder 80s.


  4. well, that’s pretty funny because i STILL have the desiderata, as you people call it, on my wall. had no idea it has a name! that other people know what it is! my uncle hung it in his bedroom, i suppose back in the 70’s, and when he reached adulthood and moved out of his childhood home and into full-time craziness, his mom packed it away with other mementos of her lost son. when she died, i found it among report cards (straight-A valedictorian, for all the good it did), science projects, much-thumbed books, and more.


  5. That just breaks my heart, Oreo. That box of what the lost son used to be. “Straight-A valedictorian, for all the good it did.”

    As for the Desiderata, I loved it then and I do believe I still love it.


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