That’s me around age 5or 6. Seems like a long time ago, so long in fact that I don’t really remember.
I remember first hearing my voice on playback on a tape recorder – it was me, but didn’t sound like me; or at least how I thought I sounded. That was the first time I realized that other people see and hear me differently than I see and hear myself.
Empathy. A simple skill that seems so elementary, but that is easy to forget. It’s kind of like avoiding thinking about our own mortality, we lose sight of this simple fact – each of us lives in our own reality.
If we were to get caught up being too empathic too much of the time, we would have a hard time focusing on our own happiness or accomplishing anything – we would be too busy thinking about others and that we have no control over any reality but our own. So nilist!
Some great roadside architecture and special places in Tulare County, California, between Sequoia National Park and Visalia.
Pumpkin Hollow Bridge an open spandrel reinforced concrete arch was built in 1922, spans the Kaweah River in Three Rivers.
Just to the north of the bridge is the Gateway Restaurant and Lodge, which displays a great sign enticing travelers to and from the park.
Further to the west stands the The Cottonwoods in Lemon Grove with great local history. The town also includes a restored and a vacant service station.
We spent a long weekend traveling through Kings Canyon and Sequoia National Parks. On the way we listened to Hemingway’s For Whom the Bell Tolls.
Oddly, I have not read much Hemingway before. I like. The story is set in Sierra de Guadarrama Mountains in a plot to destroy a bridge to Segovia, Spain, during the Spanish Civil War.
The experience of listening to the audiobook is particularly enhanced by the landscape of the southern Sierra Nevada Mountains east of Fresno.
Then to see the trees…certain things words and pictures cannot do justice, not even Hemingway.
Enjoy the images.