Counter Clock Wise
This content was posted July 18, 2010. Sixteen years later, we are doing good to make it from the parking lot to the playground, about a quarter of the distance around the golf course. … I was putting the finishing touches on a blog post when Uzi called. He needed to go walking, and the weather radar said to go soon. An agreement was made to go walk around Chastain Park.
Typically, the men park between the swimming pool and the amphitheater. I decided to take a new route in, and went behind the amphitheater. I could hear sounds from the stage, and decided the crews were setting up a show. When I met Uzi a minute later, I suggested walking past the amphitheater, and hearing the sound check.
This involves a change in routine. Usually, we start out with a lap down Powers Ferry, around the golf course, and coming back north on Lake Forrest. This is clockwise. Starting out behind the amphitheater, however, meant starting the golf course circumnavigation down Lake Forrest, behind the Little League fields. The walk around the golf course was thus counter clockwise, which can be very confusing to a couple of old fogeys.
I was finishing a week where my computer had been down for 56 hours. I wound up getting into the yard sale videos. I surprised Uzi by not liking “Young Frankenstein,” which is universally praised as a work of genius. I thought YF was amusing and enjoyable, but not life changing. “Father of the bride” (the Steve Martin version) had provided more belly laughs.
When thinking of “Father of the bride,” I always thought of an incident years ago. The movie was playing at the I85 Drive In (RIP). The title was on the marquee, and the H fell off. The result was “Fater of the bride.” Reality is bad fiction.
One of the other movies I had seen was “Gallipoli.” At one point, the young men of 1915 Australia were being persuaded to go fight in WW1. One young man said, with regards to the Turks, “If we don’t fight them over there, they might come and fight us here.” This is much the same logic that is employed today in the Babylon war. Pictures today are from Special Collections and Archives, Georgia State University Library
The social media picture was taken January 12, 1951. “Mrs. Blanche Noyes and three other women at Georgia airport. … Mrs. Blanche Noyes (1900–1981), American pioneering female aviator who was among the first ten women to receive a pilot’s license, landing at “Park Air Field.” … four women standing in front of a Fairchild 24R-40, number NC28508, built between 1944 to 1946. Three of the women are wearing fur coats; all are wearing dresses and dark high-heeled shoes. The envelope calls the airfield “Paiair Landing Field,” not “Park Air Field” as written in the Assignment Book. This may be Parkaire Field in Marietta, Georgia.” ©Luther Mckinnon 2026 · selah















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