I was reading an article the other day about an old Florida ship captain’s house, and the architect said something
that could pertain to old books, as well.
She mentioned how there is real richness to an old house. How you can feel the layers of time there.
I loved that!
Well, an old book is just that. It carries a richness, and a sense of time and place that will never come again.
It gives you, the reader a chance to experience a world that you could never live in,
or find again on this earth, or even out of this earth.
A chance to feel an emotion based on response to circumstance, of a time gone by, or a place not known to exist.
And, depending on the reader’s age, if they’re really lucky, maybe even relive a moment in their own lives.
I encourage you to pick up an old book.
Give it a chance and you may just find
that you wish you had lived in another time, or another place, or depending on the book…
you’ll be ever so thankful for the life that you do have here,
with the family that God gave you.
[see the ‘Quotable’ link for one of my favorites on old books by Ray Bradbury]
Once again our Boy Scouts carried out such a beautiful flag presentation
with the unfolding & raising of our flag on
They waited patiently and reverently at the library doors.
This year there were younger first-time scouts, as well as scouts from other schools.
The significance of this day always brings tears to my eyes. As the band plays, I don’t know about you, but it becomes pretty overwhelming for me.
Watching as each of the Armed Forces songs were played, and each different Veteran stood up, I always seem to cry.
My uncle served in the Marines, my father-in-law also. My brother was Army and in the Vietnam War.
I am so thankful to God for protecting them.
The same thing happened to me when I went to the Museum of American History at the Smithsonian, and looked at all the memorabilia, photos, and artifacts and read the letters and notes in the Vietnam War Exhibit.
I cried like a baby.
These moments stay with us forever.
Years ago, they were more a part of our lives. Students were expected to learn these songs, and we did.
We loved singing them. Not so much now. I am so glad that our band students have learned them.
Our children need to experience these moments, as much as possible!
So, do we… it softens our heart, and deepens our soul.
Thank you Adam Bookspan once again, for your beautiful performance of Taps.
It was perfection!
To all Veterans~