January 2023, is about history. Days, months, years certainly seem to fly by. Perhaps it’s a factor of our maturity. Think about it. When a child is five, it seems to that child that Christmas will never come. When one is eighty Christmas seems to come almost every month. Why that difference in perspective? Perhaps it has to do with life experienced. When one is five years old, a year is one fifth of their experience. If a person is eighty years old, one year is one eightieth of life experience. Obviously one fifth is much larger, ergo longer.
Well, that’s my theory and I’m sticking with it.😊
Takk for alt,
Al
A destroyer running parallel to our aircraft carrier. The navy called them 'tin cans' and they provided a much rougher tide than the carrier. 1962
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