Sunday, January 19, 2020
It seems I get up each day with a bit of dread waiting to see if we are going to war somewhere or to hearing more information about illegal acts of this administration.
It is with dread that I remember my feelings during the Nixon fiasco and wondered what the ultimate end would be back then. Those same feelings manifest now!
Yearning for days of quietude again such as we had for eight years recently is my hope. Days when good things were done for people and there was hope for movement forward, not movement to punish and ignore or hurt people, our country, our climate and our national parks.
This too will end, hopefully, but what will be the repercussions?
Whiplash is an understatement.