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Carol H Tucker
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Today is the 6th day of the 36th week, the 9th day of the 9th month, the 253rd day of 2016, and:
On this day in history, in 9 Arminius' alliance of six Germanic tribes ambushed and annihilated three Roman legions of Publius Quinctilius Varus in the Battle of the Teutoburg Forest. In 1776 the Continental Congress officially names its new union of sovereign states the United States. In 1839 John Herschel took the first glass plate negative – and coined the word “photography” [derived from the Greek words for light and writing]. In 1892 Amalthea, third moon of Jupiter, was discovered by Edward Emerson Barnard. In 1940 George Stibitz pioneered the first remote operation of a computer. In 1956 Elvis Presley appeared on The Ed Sullivan Show for the first time. In 1969 the Official Languages Act comes into force, making French equal to English throughout the Canadian government. In NASA Voyager is 18 hrs 51 mins 44 secs of light-travel time from Earth (2016:253:120000:1L)
One of my favorite scenes from Star Trek VII: Generations was Picard reflecting that he had recently become aware that there are more days behind him than ahead of him. Although I have always proclaimed that I will live to be 100, I have to accept that in August I have officially lived for 2/3 of a century old and I have worked for over a half of century.
All of the ballyhoo about the 50th anniversary of Star Trek had me looking back to myself back in those days – not sure what the older me would have to say to the younger me because I am very much a product of all the choices I have made. I do rather envy her the conviction that what she said and did would make a difference in the course of the world, that demonstrating, that working for candidates, that arguing with people really had an impact. I have a much more cynical perception of my sphere of influence nowadays, and like Frank Zappa, I have come to believe that “ In the fight between you and the world, back the world.” Just because I don’t comment in social media about the current political scene doesn’t mean I don’t have very strong opinions and convictions; I have just given up trying to have a discussion about them since no one is likely to change their minds based on my opinions. Oddly? I still get compared to the character Barbara Streisand played in The Way We Were and I secretly treasure that -- it fits in with the story I tell myself about my life. Years ago, a boy who I cared about [and lost] in college described me as a “sprite” – belonging to such legendary creatures such as elves, fairies and pixies, to describe how I danced into his psyche – and that became part of the way I see myself, part of my narrative as well.
Sometimes those stories don’t match up. My son still trots out the story about what he calls “the senior portrait/gum in your hair occurrence” and laughs heartily every time I state that there wasn’t anyone around when it happened and I just made a beeline for the office [his version has burly football players jumping aside to get out of my way because I looked so furiously intimidating, which he substantiates by pointing out it happened right before the homeroom bell rang and the lobby I recall as almost empty was mobbed]. My daughter gets pretty indignant when I say something she remembers differently and corrects me instantly. A lover, mate or spouse remembers an incident with a totally different implication and I cannot relate. Stuff like that can turn into a squabble pretty quickly depending on how strongly everyone feels at the time because each of us own our perceptions and our memories, they are part of us and we can get pretty defensive when they are threatened or contradicted.
Maybe in the end that is the best reason to read autobiographies, not so much to match up what the person says about what they did and why with what we think happened, but to gain a perspective of the story that individual thought they were telling with their life. Maybe in the end that is the real purpose of a journal, or a diary, or a blog, to share your memories and your perceptions about your past and the kind of person that you are inside.
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