Time Keeps on Slipping

Furman had a birthday this week.  He doesn’t seem to be affected by them much.  I’m ramping up for a big one.  These ten year markers just keep getting better for me. I’m  happy to make them.

We celebrated his 56th all weekend. Friday we went to Café Chobra for Lunch and then over the River to the NJ State Museum for a TOY WORKS exhibit. As it goes NJ had a lot more to contribute to toys and games then Monopoly.  The exhibit, although fascinating, was disappointingly small.  So we had plenty of time to wander the museum.  As much as I would have liked to escape the current political climate I could not.  From the toys to the art to the objects on display, time and time again I was reminded of the great contributions immigrants have made to this country.

New Jersey State Museum
New Jersey State Museum
Toys on Display
Toys on Display

Saturday we went back to Trenton and enjoyed a lunch celebration with Aaron at Malaga, a Spanish Portuguese place on Laylor Street.  This place has been here for over 25 years and in that time I have watched Chambersburg change from a place where Italian immigrants settled to a place where many Latinos call home.

I am third generation American.  My line goes back to eastern Europe.  My mother told me stories about how her grandfather came over from Europe on a boat to avoid being conscripted into WWI…I never learned if he came over legal or not.  My father told me stories about how he communicated with his grandmother.  He spoke to her in English and she understood him and she spoke to him in Yiddish and he understood her.  I don’t know how his grandparents arrived.

I have always marveled at my own good fortune at having been born in the land of the brave and the free.   I sure hope that time is not running out on the American Dream for future generations.  The Dream of free and public education, that my grandmother, my father, my sister and myself all had the pleasure of growing up with and then contributing to in various ways as employees.  The Dream of Freedom of Religion…and it being separated from the State.  And the best dream of all, the one where ANYONE with a will and a way can make something out of nothing.   Yeah, I sure hope time has not slipped so far into the future that the dream of coming to America to make your fortune has faded into the past.

Time slips and fades into the future.
Time slips and fades into the future.

 

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