by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 24, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, marriage, memory, time |
1981: Kathleen is born January 4th, over winter break, shortly after the Falcons lose to the Cowboys in the Divisional Round of the NFL playoffs. My life on this planet free to worry only about myself is over at age 23, the same age my mother was when I was born. Au...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 24, 2017 | about the current writer, novels, stories |
I have been looking into schedules. Even when we read physics, we inquire of each least particle, What then shall I do this morning? How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 23, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, marriage, memory, time |
1980: The new year and new decade arrive as T and I celebrate in the French Alps with my family. In Tours, we’re close enough to Paris to go for the day, and we do, often. In the middle of winter, we visit Vienna over a long weekend. For spring break, we go...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 22, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time |
1979: At the beginning of the year I get serious about what next. My father tells me I should be a lawyer because I love to argue so much. Which sounds cool, but I’d rather teach French. Except I doubt there’ll be many trips to France on a teacher’s...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 21, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, marriage, memory, time |
1978: I have 5 Advanced Placement credits from high school. I get credit for my studies in Quebec City and in France. Maybe I take one extra class to graduate from Davidson a year early–in May of 1978. During the summer T and I live in Atlanta at my...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 20, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, marriage |
1977: I plan a three-month trip to France for the summer. I’ll spend two weeks in Alès with a French family, four weeks in Paris at the Sorbonne, and I’ll travel. I ask Davidson for funds and for credit. I get both. As night falls on the last day of exams...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 19, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time |
So the same thing is happening that happened when I was writing the one true thing posts. I find myself trying not to think about the next post. As if to think about it before I begin to write might scare a memory away. 1976: The very cute captain of the football team...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 18, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time |
For the school years, it’s difficult to isolate a calendar year. My mind goes naturally to third grade or seventh grade, not 1974–which would be the last part of my junior year and the first part of my senior year–which for some reason didn’t...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 17, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time |
Yesterday afternoon it occurred to me I hadn’t mentioned my friends–spending the night out, the spend-the-night parties, the trips together. I find that odd. I always had a best friend. I still keep up with my best friend from high school, from college,...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 16, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, obsession |
I’m OBSESSED with connecting the dots from then until now, OBSESSED with understanding that I’ve been on this earth for almost 60 years, OBSESSED with remembering how I spent the 21,871 days between the day I was born and today, OBSESSED with this quote...
