Robert (gurdonark) wrote,
Robert
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modern times

A whirlwind trip to San Francisco--a quick flight in the night before, the briefest of walks at a shorebird park sans shorebirds, a set of meetings, a lunch at a charming outdoor pasta place another bit of a meeting, and a long-ish and delayed flight home, with the fascinating and troubling Niebuhr biography.

Once upon a time, my life was lived in the main in a town so small one could walk from one end to the other in half an hour. No frequent flier miles, no calendar to keep, no internet, no e-mail, no cell phone, no messages to return to by long distance.

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