Peace, Ghost
After reading my last post about the peace movement, Patrushka says to me , "Seems like a long time ago..."
I know it should - we're talking 1961-62 here - but I'll tell you, to me it's all happening in the next room.
I've always had this trouble. I breed ghosts. I finally left San Francisco because I got tired of running into the little blighters, except now I'm gone, I miss them. Like little children watching me as I breezed around the corner from Haight onto Masonic.
For me, forty years - I snap my fingers - Pah!
And I want to write about those days. Then maybe I can go tend my bees like a normal person.
I know it should - we're talking 1961-62 here - but I'll tell you, to me it's all happening in the next room.
I've always had this trouble. I breed ghosts. I finally left San Francisco because I got tired of running into the little blighters, except now I'm gone, I miss them. Like little children watching me as I breezed around the corner from Haight onto Masonic.
For me, forty years - I snap my fingers - Pah!
And I want to write about those days. Then maybe I can go tend my bees like a normal person.
Labels: Haight-Ashbury, San Francisco
posted by Christopher Newton at 7:13 PM
2 Comments:
Hi. Still reading your autobiography pieces and other items with interest. Glad the writing skills you have today can be applied to recalling scenes from your younger days. You have a rich supply of adjectives that you use - which makes the scenery seem more alive to me. As for myself, the past no longer counts so I seldom go there. It is the person I am today, this hour, that God is interested in, I believe, not my past credits, or the discredits. So, through God's grace, I can focus mostly on the present without old memories, both the good and the bad, wandering through my mind. Just thought I'd put this out there. Love you, Gary
I think I just inherited the vivid recall stuff from Dad. At the age of 90 he could still tell photo-realistic stories about when he was a 17 year old copyboy at the Los Angeles Examiner in 1923 -- All the details...the time that George MacManus, creator of Jiggs and Maggie visited the office...and the day the beautiful movie star Gloria Swanson showed up, each story told with great verve. Maybe God gives each of us different fresh gifts to use and take joy in. Even the ability to see little past ghosts as one walks along.
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