Saturday, January 3, 2009 - Charlie's Transmission, Carlsbad NM
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Waiting for Charlie, Carlsbad NM, January 3, 2009
North Canal Street is the main drag through Carlsbad and traffic is constant and close and a bit noisy when the young whipper snappers show off their new glass packs.
What goes around comes around. I seem to remember a day not so long ago when I was one of those young whipper snappers with new glass packs and oh what fun it was running up and down Main Street showing them off. Somehow they seem louder now and a bit annoying.... why is that?
Night camp
Parking lot - Charlie's Transmission, Carlsbad NM
Over Fifty
Some of this has been painful for me, but it's all been wildly instructive. And it convinced me that nearly every person over fifty should try to find a time to sit down and engage in the same exercise, even if you never intend to publish anything. You need to think about what really meant something to you. Who did you really love. Who really made you what you are. What the seminal events did. And also it's an incredible discipline. Because I found it shocking to me what I remember and what I don't. It's shocking to me what I can remember factually and how hard it is for me to be absolutely sure about how I felt at the time. You know, how did I feel when I was 16? I don't really know.
Bill Clinton, on writing his memoir, in an interview with James Fallows, the Atlantic Monthly