Linda Studley

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Life Imitates Crossword Puzzle Clues

What’s an eleven letter word for that feeling
you get in the pit of your stomache when you know
you’ve bitten off more than you can chew, swallow, or process?
Starts with a ‘T’?
You know, the word that hints
that maybe you should change your name and
move to another city because you
just know this isn’t going to end well?
You may want to dye your hair too.
There’ an ‘id’ somewhere near the middle.
Figures that’s where the ‘id’ would be.
Right there in the middle,
demanding attention and immediate gratification. 

Ah, yes, ‘trepidation’.
From the Latin ‘trepidus’, meaning anxious.
Someone is scripting my life from crossword puzzle clues.



A Morning a Hundred and Twenty Four Years Ago

My grandmother was born a hundred and twenty four years ago yesterday to a world where the light bulb was still a new invention.
A child of the industrial revolution, she unwittingly rode a wave of technology all her life.

From a horse drawn world where steam engines
puffed and clanked, revolutionizing industry and transportation, 
to the slow motion moon walk on our black and white TV.
Technology walked along side of her.
She never learned to drive.

She was born the same year barbed wire was invented.
She was born before the gramophone, zippers, and the internal combustion diesel engine.

She was born before teabags, the theory of relativity, and airplanes.
Before cornflakes, cellophane, sonar, automobiles, tanks, Lifesavers, crossword puzzles, radio, stainless steel, fortune cookies and pop up toasters.

She was born before bubble gum and penicillin, before canned beer and the Colt revolver, before ball point pens and computers, before Silly putty, the Slinky, and the atomic bomb.

She was born before jukeboxes, drive in theatres, and the pill; before Superglue, Teflon, and credit cards.

She died around the same time Ethernet, Bic lighters, and gene splicing were invented.
And I wonder if any single life will ever span such an era of change again?

Happy birthday Nanny.



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