I don’t write in a journal everyday, but I have accumulated many entries over the past 50+ years beginning in 1966. Some items evolved into longer works. Among the leftovers little pieces survived. I thought a collection of these with a piece culled from the same date in a past year would make an interesting yearbook. The consistencies and inconsistencies of mind, skipping back and forth across time, provide varied perspectives. It is difficult to remember the context of the past we’ve lived; we also make suppositions about times that predate ourselves.

The few alterations from original drafts were to improve clarity. The worst of my work is not included. There remains enough mediocrity and immaturity to make me feel humble and you feel smart. There are also moments of accidental insight and incidental humor.

Author Stephen Crane referred to his little pieces as pills…apparently they were small and somewhat hard to swallow, but good for you.


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Thursday, July 29, 2021

The excitement over the young communicators

 

July 29, 1970  (I was 25)

 

The excitement over the young communicators is this:

They love the media!

Be it recorded or visual

they have grown up with it

serving the role of grandparents.

Their message may seem trite;

clichéd yes, trivial no.

Their message is a universal feeling of a new generation

and the applause is for the accomplishment

more than it is for the message

(someone in a position of influence understands

something of what it’s like for me to be alive).

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