One maxim that is bound and determined to keep rearing its head is that people who forget history are bound to repeat it. Today’s pictures serve to remind me of this. Seeing a dilapidated Air Force C-119 Flying Boxcar sitting on the side of the road reminds me that we have a rich history in our country.
When I look at this picture, I wonder to myself, “Who sat in the cockpit? What sights did they see? Where has this great beast flown when it took wing?” This, dear friends, is why I love pictures, and history. We forget things like this, and when I see a sight like this I am inspired to write about it (even if it’s just a blurb on a blog – oh how I hate the word blog, but that is for another day).
I’d like to write a short story about this picture, I think. Perhaps when I have a bit more time, I will and perhaps I will post it here for you to read, if you are interested.
Birds are just plain awesome. Truly, I wish I could fly (this coming from someone who isn’t too fond of heights – yes I’m a strange bird – heh). These photos came on a much needed winter vacation to south Texas. Clearly, these travelers had the same idea I did – a change of scenery, no matter how brief be it a week or a winter, is good for the soul.
Me: Riley, where did you get that treat? Riley: I’m stockpiling for the winter. Me: Why are you eating it now? Riley: … Me: And why are you now throwing into the air instead of eating it? Riley: I got bored.
Having been pretty much raised in Texas, I have to say that this photo puts a chill in me that is hard to shake:
This picture was taken when I briefly moved to Chicago – in the middle of winter, no less! When I look at this picture today, I am reminded of the beauty that winter can bring us that we often forget. I am also reminded of a time in my life that, quite frankly, was the most difficult for me personally.
The end result, and the lesson I learned, is that most experiences are a double edged sword. You can take the blizzard and crumble, or emerge stronger than you were during the summer. I like to think that the latter held true for me.