7-4, 2014, 2011, 1998, 1992, 1776

US Declaration of IndependenceToday, of course, is Fireworks Day for USAnians. It’s an important summer day we celebrate with picnics, sunburn, maybe some swimming, maybe some baseball and — always — a lot of fireworks. I always wonder how many reflect on how those fireworks echo a war we fought to become who we are today.

Three years ago, on this day in 2011, I began Logos con carne. It wasn’t my first blog — I’d had a go at a baseball blog begun the month before. But I’d found it harder to write about baseball, especially just about baseball, so “meaty words” was born. This will be my 361st post here. The experiment and experience of blogging continues today.

weddingSixteen years ago, on this day in 1998, I got married. On a riverboat. With balloons and cake. And fireworks that seemed appropriate at the time. But the anticipated life-long path came to a dead-end by 2003, and that,  as they say, was that. My experiment with marriage had an unexpected result, and the echoes of that result linger yet today.

My UncleTwenty-Two years ago, on this day in 1992, my uncle — my dad’s only brother — died. He was a really cool uncle, and we  had a lot of fun in years past discussing quantum physics and theology. He was a theology professor at a local college, and he was very interested in the scientific world. He found out the answer to the great experiment we call life: what (if anything) comes next? He might have enjoyed this blog; I miss him still today.

signersTwo-hundred-and-thirty-eight years ago, on this day in 1776, some famous guys ratified an important contract — the United States Declaration of Independence. Then they went to a picnic and maybe some swimming. That was the beginning of an experiment that, for better or worse, is still with us today.

And so it goes.

And so it goes.

And so it goes.

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The canonical fool on the hill watching the sunset and the rotation of the planet and thinking what he imagines are large thoughts. View all posts by Wyrd Smythe

15 responses to “7-4, 2014, 2011, 1998, 1992, 1776

  • dianasschwenk

    A day of mixed feelings for you my dear Smitty. Happy 4th to you and I hope you eek out some time to have some fun!
    Diana xo

  • Jo

    Just barely time to wish you a Happy 4th of July.

  • reocochran

    I like a lot of this post, hoping that you had a ‘win’ along with the other fun, beer and baseball!
    I am sure the addition of ‘And so it goes,’ means all that is attached to July 4th is part of your story, which you have resolved and survived, (and our country’s, too).
    I love Billy Joel! Including his song about the taxi ride with a past romantic partner and the tune, “Auld Lang Syne,” included in the words.
    For me, dates always carry some significance, 7-8-78 was my first wedding date, 36 years ago, soon. My high school and college graduation dates bring reunions. Sometimes, memories are scatological, random thoughts that are attached. “Firsts,” in my mind, and no one else’s.
    You certainly had significant ties to July 4th! So long for now! Robin

    • Wyrd Smythe

      Nah, the Yanks beat us in our own ballpark. Again. We’re only 2-5 on the homestand. 😥

      I think I know what you mean. First time you… drank wine, for example. XD

      • reocochran

        Too bad, but those Yanks are tough, aren’t they?
        Oh, the fact that I considered ‘Boone’s Farm Strawberry Wine,’ actually my first getting light-headed on wine, makes me laugh! I actually had a few real sips of wine, at our Episcopalian churches, we attended. But the time I got sick with pink yuck, that was the strawberry wine experience! Then, there were the Harry Buffalo times in college… I never did learn how to manage, except to limit to two glasses, no matter where or when! (I like cocktails, one or two, also.)Boy, am I off topic, W.S.!

      • Wyrd Smythe

        Well, the only way to get better at drinking is to practice, practice, practice! XD

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