This photo, also from Panoply 2005, was one of several I was considering for the last post. For some reason, the motif seems to keep coming up, and so I decided to go ahead and present it now. Not terribly remarkable as fireworks goes, but if one takes a moment to contemplate the meaning, and to meditate upon the beauty of the roiling fireballs, it does seem to be a bit captivating.
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Folks like to talk about where they were “when it happened” and I remember well. I was standing outside of a retail store, on a sidewalk in the cold air looking at snow and ice on the ground, when an acquaintance walked up and told me about it.
God I love Panoply and Fireworks! Here’s a neat pic I took last night.
In MANY ways, he is the most identifiable icon of “the American
century,” and therefore, he will be one of the most identifiable icons
in all of world history…
Wow. There are times in my challenged way of life that I stop and think how extraordinarily lucky I am to be a journalist at this time. I am not a newspaper man. I most certainly am not the Editor & Publisher of the Daily Oxymoron. An oxymoron unto itself, but all things in context. […]
