Time Travel
I'm sitting here in Florida, watching the weather channel and wondering if I can take care of all my business before one of the weather systems hits. I came dowm to pack up my house and put it on the market as it is time to move on.
Since my husband quit this mortal coil last November, I have spent most of my time with my daughter in Virginia. They say don't make rash decisions after a crisis and I don't think I have.
example of a reason never to believe everything you are told...over twenty-five years ago when Des was thirty-six, he had a massive coronary and was told a) they lost him three times in the ambulance, b) he would never leave the hospital, and c) he was living on borrowed time.
The last statement at least was true, however he took that borrowed time invested it, managed it, and watched it pay great interest and dividends. He became very involved in local politics and education, and he and I became time travelers.
You don't need to walk into a time tunnel or fly at supersonic speed around the earth backwards or even have a magic potion, all you need are time and a love of history. We spent many vacations and long weekends exploring battlefields, grave yards, national parks, prison camps and memorials.
We started with the American Revolutionary War traveling to various sites from Canada to Virginia, and when we had satisfied our jones for Red coats and barefoot heroes, we moved on to the Civil War, or as I am writing this below the Mason-Dixon Line, we moved on to the War of Northern Aggression..
My husband had more than a touch of "the sight" and I would watch him hear gunshots and feel the terror of dying soldiers. Nothing can be more overwhelming than standing in a cemetery with the silent rows of crosses, which is only the tip of the iceberg of actual deaths.
Granted our time travel was all into the past, but what a rich and very inspiring past. And now as I pack up the past, I am prepared to travel into the future... Let's make some history.
Since my husband quit this mortal coil last November, I have spent most of my time with my daughter in Virginia. They say don't make rash decisions after a crisis and I don't think I have.
example of a reason never to believe everything you are told...over twenty-five years ago when Des was thirty-six, he had a massive coronary and was told a) they lost him three times in the ambulance, b) he would never leave the hospital, and c) he was living on borrowed time.
The last statement at least was true, however he took that borrowed time invested it, managed it, and watched it pay great interest and dividends. He became very involved in local politics and education, and he and I became time travelers.
You don't need to walk into a time tunnel or fly at supersonic speed around the earth backwards or even have a magic potion, all you need are time and a love of history. We spent many vacations and long weekends exploring battlefields, grave yards, national parks, prison camps and memorials.
We started with the American Revolutionary War traveling to various sites from Canada to Virginia, and when we had satisfied our jones for Red coats and barefoot heroes, we moved on to the Civil War, or as I am writing this below the Mason-Dixon Line, we moved on to the War of Northern Aggression..
My husband had more than a touch of "the sight" and I would watch him hear gunshots and feel the terror of dying soldiers. Nothing can be more overwhelming than standing in a cemetery with the silent rows of crosses, which is only the tip of the iceberg of actual deaths.
Granted our time travel was all into the past, but what a rich and very inspiring past. And now as I pack up the past, I am prepared to travel into the future... Let's make some history.
