Monday, July 03, 2006


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Tomorrow is America's birthday.


Tomorrow is my dear father's birthday.


There are not enough stars in the sky, enough fireworks being lit across America's landscape, to reflect my love for you. Endless and evermore...

Meme's the Word...Again

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I spotted this cool -- I thought! -- meme on another blog, so I borrowed it for myself:

1. Go to Wikipedia.
2. In the Search box, type your birth month and day (but not year).
3. List three events that happened on your birthday.
4. List two important birthdays and one interesting death.
5. One holiday or observance (if any).

Re. September 23

1941 - The first gas experiments are conducted at Auschwitz
1962 - The Jetsons aired for the first time.
1980 - Bob Marley's last concert.

1926 - John Coltrane, American saxophonist and composer
1930 - Ray Charles, American musician and singer

1939 - Sigmund Freud, Austrian psychiatrist

HOLIDAY/OBSERVANCE: (This particular one makes me say "Hmmm..." as I imagine Sigmund Freud would!)

September 23rd of every year is designated as Celebrate Bisexuality Day and celebrated by members of the bisexual community and their allies worldwide. Observed annually since 1999.

"Summertime...and the Livin' Is Easy"**

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** contrary to Randi/Cruisin' Mom's belief!

The other day I read a wonderful post written by Cruisin' Mom, as she reminisced about summer. It was picturesque, conjuring up mental images of my own. So I'm carrying the torch that Randi unwittingly passed on to me with that post, and I will proceed to share a few of my own summertime images...

--sitting on the front porch, watching the sky darken, heavy clouds floating by, the onset of rain, first some fat drops, then a light drizzle, then a torrential downpour heightened by the sound-and-light show in the sky...and if we were lucky: a rainbow to follow the summer storm

--sitting with my older brothers and watching as they used magnifying glasses and the sun's hot rays to perform "science experiments"

-- not just running through sprinklers, as Randi and her friends did, but I'd try to walk slowly through them, head held high, with a little swish of the derriere, as I mimicked a fashion model walking down a runway

--family picnics in a lovely park or at a lake

--outdoor concerts at Ontario Place, listening to the Toronto Symphony, or seeing the National Ballet of Canada in performance

--lying on a chaise in the backyard with a stack of old SEVENTEEN magazines, reading and rereading...over and over and over...the articles and checking out the (now-outdated) fashions

--going to the drive-in theater...when they were still around in my area

--going to the Canadian National Exhibition every summer with my mother and my brothers

--sticky watermelon juice dripping off my chin

--ripe, plump peaches, and deep-red cherries eaten in abundance

--visits to the country; exploring barns and discovering cats and kittens

--bicycling around familiar and not-so-familiar neighborhoods

--seeking out a breeze amidst the sticky, hot and humid air of our house (pre-air conditioner days)

Perhaps some of you have a summer image of your own that you've captured and would like to share...?