The search for George Sessions Perry, missing from his riverside home in Connecticut, entered its second month on Jan. 14, 1957 with no sign of the famous writer.
I wrote this poem when I was young and raw, and now that the Good Lord has seen fit to put some age on me, I often stop and reflect on bygone days. It’s said that oldtimers regularly do this sort of thing. And why not? When you think of the good times, it brings a smile to your face. While, if you reflect on mistakes, it brings a sigh of relief and a thankfulness that God put his loop around you and drug you to safety out of the muddy bog. But that brings a bit of responsibility to you also. While the Lord was keeping you safe in spite of yourself, He was also instilling a wisdom that you are obligated to pass on to the younger generation. Not that they are always open to receiving, yet the mere method of relating these past indiscretions floods across their being and inevitably a certain amount seeps in. Thus, revealing the age old question, “How did old cowboys get to be old cowboys?” Well, for starters, they have that “never quit” mentality and also by, “Not by being stupid!” So, as the Good Lord allows us a chance to grow in age and wisdom where we have the ability to reflect on bygone days, we find that we can be thankful that our paths were guided by our God and that we now have the ability to share this wisdom with the young whippersnappers that are prone to making the same mistakes we embraced in our youth.
The first debate in the state’s Democratic primary for U.S. Senate is set for Jan. 24 in Georgetown, The Dallas Morning News reported. U.S. Rep. Jasmine Crockett of Dallas and state Rep. James Talarico of Round Rock are vying for the nomination.
I often take a bit of time to ponder on happenings of the day and at my weight and age, surprises do occur. Some might say that I could hide my own Easter eggs. In fact, when I take the opportunity to look through my storage area, I often find items that had been safely put away to slowly become obscure as time goes by, only to cause a pleasant thrill upon being discovered while another object may have been the subject of a search. I remember my folks talking about a neighbor that was a teacher and had in his later years been known to forget where certain objects had been placed. They often called him “the absentminded professor.” And that is who he was to the whole community. It was his claim to fame, and the title suited him just fine. As time goes by, everyone eventually has their moment of fame, only to eventually give up that title as someone else steps up. That is what this poem shows. Old Father Time appears at the end of his tenure to help a fledgling young sprout come on the stage and begin his yearly reign. Those of us with advanced age hopefully will be able to assist the younger, soon to be leader, become acquainted with the drill as he takes the reins and advances his agenda. Folks, that is called “passin of the torch”!
In an El Paso hotel room on the seventh day of January 1914, Pancho Villa came to terms with a Hollywood studio to make a silent movie about the role of the bandit-turned-rebel in the Mexican Revolution.