TIME
When
you're a young you never think about Time. The supply seems endless and, when
you think there is an endless supply of anything, you take it for granted. At
the very most, in your misguided desire to grow up quickly, you may ponder why
Time doesn't move faster, but that's about it.
The
value of, and the way you think about, Time changes as one grows older. Days
that used to seem to go on forever are now over before you know it. And the
years flash by the way they once showed the passage of Time in the movies. There
might be a shot of a steam engine barreling down the tracks, smoke billowing
from its stack, and imposed upon that image would be a shot of a calendar with
its monthly pages flying off.
I
am reasonably certain that Time, at least on Earth, is fairly constant and there
are few things that better-prove that assertion than a good, old, faithful
clock. I'm partial to Vienna Regulators, myself. Like this one. They take a bit
of TLC to keep them running but, in return, they provide a life-time of steady
tick tocks as well as their incredibly consistent and lovely chimes. This happens
to be a Blind Man's Clock which chimes every quarter-hour, so it may take
awhile to get used to. I promise, however, that after awhile you won't even
hear it, unless you're listening for it. Why is it called a Blind Man's Clock?
Well, it's hard to find but there is a special wire that, when pulled, replays
the last quarter-hour that was chimed. So, even should you lose your sight, you
will still know what Time it is. At least to the quarter-hour.
Having
had this great timepiece a long time, I can't think of a better use for it than
being part of you and Stacy's life, together.
With
much love,
Pop
and Pat
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