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November 3, 2011 | 1,289 views | 3 comments

October 30, 2011

1971: Sunny Sunday afternoon. Babies are sleeping. I can hear a plane droning in the distance. Some soldier on a training mission, no doubt. And there’s the clock ticking. Or should I say, clocks ticking, because as I move about the house, that comforting sound is heard in every room. There’s an occasional hen or two, and a rooster, scratching in the yard and now and then singing a peaceful tune. White Leghorns, beautiful combs, even on the hens.

As I sit at the sewing machine, finishing some handwork, I recall similar sounds of 1951, a very young child then, with Grandma napping on a quiet, non-eventful Sunday afternoon. I would gingerly sneak up to the “smoking” cabinet where she kept her throat lozenges, some kind of delightful, licorice disks ostensibly for sore throats. Carefully and quietly I would slide open the matchbox-like container and take out one, no, two silver-gray disks and pop them onto my tongue. Ummmm. Good. And always in the room was the dependable ticking of the bedside clock, Uncle Ben, likely.

Today, as then, nothing invades my thoughts. No TV blasting. No radio screeching. No traffic roaring. Just the distant plane droning, the rhythmic clock ticking: a genuinely tranquil moment. Then suddenly, the mood is abruptly broken by, what? Why, the vibration of a cell phone, which brings me back to today, no longer 1971; no, this is 2011 with all the restraints of modern technology. The vibration that broke the spell was a post on Facebook!
 
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Kathleene Runnels  
Hondo, TX  
November 3, 2011 10:40pm
 
Thank you, Lois, for your encouragement. I think this is going to be fun.

 
Lois Wauson  
Floresville, TX  
November 3, 2011 1:11pm
 
Kathleen, that was a lovely post to your blog. Looking forward to reading some more.Yes,1971 was like that, a simpler life. Clocks ticking have that same mesmerizing effect on me too.

 
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Floresville  
November 3, 2011 10:01am
 
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