
Both Sides Now
Into the Mystic...
New and Old...
Forrest loved our country...
Honored our ancestors...
Protected the next generation...
In my mind, I think of Forrest as a Cultural Artist of the American School.
Artists leave their marks in a vast array of media; his memoir recognizes some of the greats.
Forrest left his mark as well. And as he pointed out, noone is perfect.
Today I listened (good) to a song from my youth which still offers me vitality in my older years.
It made me happy and sad; and I entered my realm of memories in a special way.
As I have gone alone in there, as often happens, I remember a special man.
I believe that it is a well accepted idea that an artist, or every person really, experiences moments of inspiration. Even that these inspirations flow from us, they may leap ahead of us.
A phrase I like is this: "It is like taking a breath from the future."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pbn6a0AFfnM