I often wonder how many more of these time clicks I will be allowed to mark off in celebration with family and friends. Tempus Fugit, and I have to remind myself that it doesn’t belong to me. It flies like the birds who won’t stay put long enough for a good photo shoot. So when Debbie snaps a hawk and I complete another year of life, I count these things as blessings. I hope I will be able to share some of these blessings with you.
Hunting Hawk
Anyway, 2015 is begun and has lifted off for a good flight. I closed 2014 with a pause in the Blog, but with a great Garcia victory. It seems like only a few days ago that I ventured a “Thank you” to Donald V. Paschke in a blog. Since that blog, a few years have passed during which I tracked down the man, pestered him and convinced him to let me republish his books. My fingers are now often dancing all over the editing/formatting work that this project requires. I’ll let you know when I get these books ready to go.
Another crusade, that distracted me from blogging, delivered a victory. Debbie and I did our small bit to help elect the youngest woman ever to the United States Congress. We met Elise Stefanik when she first set out to win her election to Congress, and when we had the opportunity we decided to help. The reason we got involved is the same reason I do this blog. Generations change as time flies, and the newest generations must live with the greater portion of the future time carries us into. I believe Elise will be a preserving influence on our Nation.
Putting Garcia’s books into the hands of students of moderate means, and electing responsible young people to office are the same exercise. We want to preserve the best of History’s achievements. I want the USA and Opera to make it from 2015 to 2100 in good shape and full of joy for those who appreciate freedom and glorious singing.
As you may know, the Bible tells us about salt. I pray to be really salty. I expect Elise to maintain her saltiness. Garcia may be a dead white guy, but his legacy is like:
Bacalao in open market
Oporto, Portugal
Saltier than these Portuguese staples would be hard to find.
Thanks again to all who remembered my Birthday. I remember it with thankful gratitude.