Back in the Saddle

Life just has a way of getting a hold of you and simply not letting go, until something (or someone) comes along and you break free........I have been crippled for some time now mentally and emotionally, caught up in "life", and therefore not honoring my self-defined commitment to blog with regularity & frequency. Don't know if this is the re-start of that commitment or not, but I do know that it took a rather unique chain of events to trigger this post.....

In 1972, I was a member of the Knight Raiders Drum & Bugle Corp. I was 19/20 that year of marching, in college, and therefore a member of the "cool" (order) kids. There were a dozen or so of us in that late-teen/early-20's group, and that year in the corps turned out to be the precursor to a lifetime of friendships and memories.

This morning, the music director of that corp send me a ping through Facebook, connecting me with another long-lost soul from '72. Laura was one of the "Mudshark Groupies" - that is a post in and of itself yet to be written. At any rate, Laura is now joined with me on Facebook, and I clicked through on her blog, which free'd me from life's tangled web enough to author this post. Again, I'm hopeful that not only the reconnection with friends from '72 can spur me on further, but that being back in the saddle of blogging will bring its own lifeform.

For certain, my mind is racing now, full of '72 memories - that fabulous year of indelible life lessons. There is so much that can be written about that one year, but I suppose it begins with the reality that it was the bridge year from adolsence to young adulthood, from a life of pure play to a life of seriousness - relationships, discipline, work themes, responsibility, and more.....yep, I have lots to post in the future in this regard.....