And in another 32 minutes I will be 56 years old.
How fucked up is that?
To turn 56, and to do it during this mess? My Grandma Ramey, she turned 4 during the first year of the Spanish influenza epidemic in 1918.
And it was Memorial Day. And I spent a lot of the day thinking about that. Behind the cut is yesterday's tin soldier, as we found him. Only today did the significance of finding him a day before Memorial Day occur to me.
Photograph by Kathryn A. Pollnac
Anyway, that was today.