Time is a State of Mind

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” – Dr. Seuss

 

 

SEASONS OF OUR DISCONTENT: PART II

You can read Part 1 here:     PART I

In this photo, the season is late summer, the aspens have not turned yellow yet. When Ted Bundy escapes from the Pitkin County Courthouse at just about the time this photo is taken, he works his way through town, by-passes Tom’s Market, then climbs Aspen Mountain and hikes over to the back side. He runs across a cabin, breaks in, steals some food, some clothes, a rifle. Continue reading

SEASONS OF OUR DISCONTENT: PART ONE

Many years later as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.                                                     —Gabriel Garcia Marquez: One Hundred Years of Solitude

 

Keith+Kriya Aspen 1977 E1

Small fry Badfish with Kriya, Aspen, Colorado, 1977

 

It is late summer 1977 in Aspen, Colorado. Pluto is still a planet. Nobody wears tattoos or pierced lips. Hair is long and bell-bottoms, wide. Jimmy Carter pardons all Vietnam draft evaders. “Tonight’s The Night” by Rod Stewart is the year’s number one song, but receives no Grammy. Star Wars plays in theaters. Rocky wins the Oscar for Best Picture. Apple begins selling its first laptops.

The first MRI image is produced. Pink Floyd performs the first quadrophonic concert in London. I am reading Bruce Chatwin’s In Patagonia. Patty Hearst is sentenced to five years. G. Gordon Liddy is released from prison. And Ted Bundy leaps from a window in the Aspen Courthouse and escapes into the Rocky Mountains. Continue reading