In this Journal, I will attempt to strip away my protective veneer to view and communicate honestly what the truth is as I perceive it. My intent is to grow, for without an honest evaluation of the truth, how else can one fully absorb life's more difficult lessons and benefit by them. If I do this in secret, then I am still hiding behind a protective veneer, so it is being published online. If you find this Journal, you are welcome to read it and hopefully grow from it as well.



Sunday, August 3, 2014

Brooklyn, California

This morning I experienced something I haven't known since spending some summertime in Brooklyn, New York in the 1950's when I was a boy.

Now 69 years of age, I stepped into my Palos Verdes backyard this morning into overcast, and heat and humidity so strong, that it had begun to rain.

Palos Verdes is about 3,000 miles from Brooklyn and this is exceptional weather for the Los Angeles area. This morning even the scent of the air reminded me of the Brooklyn of my youth.

This was a moment of nostalgia. But that is all it could ever be for this is now and my heart is in today.

Dick
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