There was time
I’m not sure why it hit me so hard, but the other day as I was putting together Thursday’s newspaper, I was checking dates on the top of each page. Luckily, each page read Aug. 15, 2013, however, it didn’t set well with me.
That’s right, my friends. Half of August is gone, kaput, absent, missing ... Where did it go?
Why it wasn’t that many years ago when August seemed to go on forever — a steamy, hot friend who came and didn’t leave until school started after Labor Day. I loved him like one cherishes any free-spirited friend who challenges the norm and kicks caution to the wind. August was the kid who didn’t abide by any rules and sucked you into his whimsical ways and mischievous monkey business.
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