This is a quote I got from a speech by George Emery, at the student union at L.S.U. in -- I think -- about 1971. There's a post here that lays out the context and a bit about the speaker.
That event was a pivotal one for me regarding how I look at the world, one of those "Aha!" epiphanies that sink in and stay with you. Yeah, yeah, touchy-feelie hippie stuff, but the message still resonates with me to this day.
Yesterday, I got an email from a woman who is putting together a scrapbook for George Emery's 80th birthday. He is still with us, and still doing good work, and I was delighted by her note and his continued presence in our world.
She was, she said, one of the hosts for that event -- small world, hey? -- and came across my blog posting from 2008 and liked it, and was considering using some part of it in the scrapbook.
Oh, yeah, by all means -- I'd be honored!
The brass plate pictured above is one of several I had made three and some decades ago. This one is on the top of my gun-cleaning supply case ...
Happy birthday, George.