Seems it’s been several years since posting, what was once a daily experience. I grew weary. Like a diary, the reflection became tedious, frustrating. No audience. Just myself.
Going through old post, I remark upon some, that person seems a stranger to me. Did I really write or photograph that.?
This weekend is Olustee. Many good times from the days in the 80’s of the Blue-Grey run, the time in the camps at the battlefield. I am going out Sunday for the newspaper.
I have the new 200-500 beast lens I’m taking, or lugging.
Today Carolyn White out of the blue sent me a letter. It was around 85 with Bob Jones I found their note in the bottle at St Marks. I will write her. Then they celebrated 20 years marriage. They are on 49 now.
Life moves quickly.
