by Jan Wickline
before I begine excuse the typos.
When I was a schoolboy I always felt a certain melencoly feeling just at the end of the summer knowing that my vacation is comming to an end .The first hint of fall would gently breeze across my face and I could smell the change comming.It left me feeling like id just lost my best friend.I still to this day get that feeling at the end of summer. I guess its somthing ive experienced so many times its become a part of who I am.sometimes its almost inspiring because as a writter,composer I look for everything that might tug on my heart strings as a way to express my feelings.this serves several needs . One it has an almost romantic pang to it,reminding me of all the fun and joy id experienced.Secound it tells me im alive and I can feel.Knowing full well that there will be another summer and the beach will open and the hundreds of rides will be cranking in full gear. Ill hear the screams of the mulitudes as they hit the peak of the famouse cyclone rollorcoaster and go down that first 90 degree drop.I lived in Coney Island ,1 block from the beach on the same street as Nathans from the late 50,s to the mid 60,s.I guess thats what made my summers so special.Imagine a kid in a candy store.
There is now as there was then a period of time when that empty feeling would lead me into deep introspective thought.Alot of ifs,maybe,s would be in the forground of my thoughts.Fear of the unknown.The wishful thinking that this year a few of the bullies that found terroizing my life a rich and fullfilling hobbie would either graduate or move or get hit by a bus.Maybe Shelly the cuteist girl in Broocklyn and my next door neighbor would be in my class.
It seems like this was only yesterday and thease feelings still rattle around in my head but with wonderful memories
I guess that is why they are still so vivid and fresh."The good old days" as I can now relate then to my kids.How a quater could get you a hotdog,french fries and an orange aid and still leave you with 7 cents for the candy store.I never paid for rides,I would do favors for the guys that ran the rollor coasters and many other rides that were just insane.So as my reward I rode for free and as often as I liked.Yes the good old days indeed.
There is a change comming and not just a change of seasons.I suppose metaphorically it is just like that..
Like that feeling of meloncoly and emptyness I sense a change of a much bigger nature on the horizon.Much like the feelings I had as a kid the feelings of uncertainty today is having big effects on people.We rode out the almost certain reality of nuclear war.The school let us go home to be with our families during the cuban missle crises.We sat together and prayed.As much of America and im sure the inocent people and kids in the USSR did.Perhaps the entire world did because they knew what a all out nuclear war would do the the entire world.Thats alot of prayer.What was it in thoes last few moments that changed the minds of the worlds leaders to put a stop to that insanity.The very same power that will bring the controlling powers to their senses.Its the 11th hour and if mankind is to continue then its time to pray that it does.When it does it will open the minds and hears of many.
The powers and fanitics have wepons of mass destruction,but we have a loving God.To save us from ourselfs we must pray.One voice no matter how well spoken, how wise or how spritiual wont cut it.It is in numbers that we have sought safty.Now we are seeking our continues existance.Our right to live.peace,love and wisdom to everyone.I wont ask anyone to do what they already know what needs to be done.I look forward to the change of seasons because I believe it will be for the good of us all. Thank you for your presious time.
When I was a schoolboy I always felt a certain melencoly feeling just at the end of the summer knowing that my vacation is comming to an end .The first hint of fall would gently breeze across my face and I could smell the change comming.It left me feeling like id just lost my best friend.I still to this day get that feeling at the end of summer. I guess its somthing ive experienced so many times its become a part of who I am.sometimes its almost inspiring because as a writter,composer I look for everything that might tug on my heart strings as a way to express my feelings.this serves several needs . One it has an almost romantic pang to it,reminding me of all the fun and joy id experienced.Secound it tells me im alive and I can feel.Knowing full well that there will be another summer and the beach will open and the hundreds of rides will be cranking in full gear. Ill hear the screams of the mulitudes as they hit the peak of the famouse cyclone rollorcoaster and go down that first 90 degree drop.I lived in Coney Island ,1 block from the beach on the same street as Nathans from the late 50,s to the mid 60,s.I guess thats what made my summers so special.Imagine a kid in a candy store.
There is now as there was then a period of time when that empty feeling would lead me into deep introspective thought.Alot of ifs,maybe,s would be in the forground of my thoughts.Fear of the unknown.The wishful thinking that this year a few of the bullies that found terroizing my life a rich and fullfilling hobbie would either graduate or move or get hit by a bus.Maybe Shelly the cuteist girl in Broocklyn and my next door neighbor would be in my class.
It seems like this was only yesterday and thease feelings still rattle around in my head but with wonderful memories
I guess that is why they are still so vivid and fresh."The good old days" as I can now relate then to my kids.How a quater could get you a hotdog,french fries and an orange aid and still leave you with 7 cents for the candy store.I never paid for rides,I would do favors for the guys that ran the rollor coasters and many other rides that were just insane.So as my reward I rode for free and as often as I liked.Yes the good old days indeed.
There is a change comming and not just a change of seasons.I suppose metaphorically it is just like that..
Like that feeling of meloncoly and emptyness I sense a change of a much bigger nature on the horizon.Much like the feelings I had as a kid the feelings of uncertainty today is having big effects on people.We rode out the almost certain reality of nuclear war.The school let us go home to be with our families during the cuban missle crises.We sat together and prayed.As much of America and im sure the inocent people and kids in the USSR did.Perhaps the entire world did because they knew what a all out nuclear war would do the the entire world.Thats alot of prayer.What was it in thoes last few moments that changed the minds of the worlds leaders to put a stop to that insanity.The very same power that will bring the controlling powers to their senses.Its the 11th hour and if mankind is to continue then its time to pray that it does.When it does it will open the minds and hears of many.
The powers and fanitics have wepons of mass destruction,but we have a loving God.To save us from ourselfs we must pray.One voice no matter how well spoken, how wise or how spritiual wont cut it.It is in numbers that we have sought safty.Now we are seeking our continues existance.Our right to live.peace,love and wisdom to everyone.I wont ask anyone to do what they already know what needs to be done.I look forward to the change of seasons because I believe it will be for the good of us all. Thank you for your presious time.
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