Reflections

Tempora mutantur

Tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis.

I had to suffer through four years of Latin I high school, and all it’s left me with are a few useful tags. Well, it’s over four years since my last entry, and I’m now nudging 82. At this age, the most common topic of discussion is health, and I won’t bore you with mine (or lack thereof!). The biggest event over this four year period has been the birth of our first great grandson, Oliver, although we don’t really get to see enough of him. I wonder what his world will look like when he’s 82? Immeasurably different, I expect.