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Pursuing autumn

Where have you been?  I’ve been here thinking of where to start.


Yesterday, the last day of August we were all on the beach together. It was an occasion I wanted to accomplish before the end of summer.  To bring down a couple of pizza’s and soda, eat, go for a swim and watch the sunset.   Last night, while a motorcycle faded into the distance and what few souls were left in the water a band played a Stevie Ray Vaughn song at the bar.  Intoxicated minds and sun burnt shoulders drifted back to when the music was better and their faces were thinner.  We accepted this was the last time for a swim.  I still wrestle with the idea.  There will be days when I may finish work early enough to go for a swim and yet the days are getting shorter and the early days will become early evenings when the stars glimmer – when just a short while ago - it was light enough to have a catch in the back yard.  Tonight, Joe and Bella are getting ready for their first day of school.  Amanda is back in Boston and Emma Tess is back at Hofstra.  This will be the last semester for Amanda and Ali – both are graduating.  This is the first year for Emma Tess as she pursues a veterinary degree or premed or as I’ve been praying: Lord provides the child with some extra muscles for her heavy books.  Joe begins high school as a ninth grader and Bella will be in middle school as a seventh grader.  I will be taking classes this fall as I pursue my masters…and we move into another season…all together.

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