Time Travel and a Story

The days of heating are dwindling down and so are my excuses for not working outside cleaning up, so in an effort to avoid once again, my thoughts turn to an irrelevancy, time travel. But is it irrelevant since we do it all the time? What is memory and what is nostalgia if not time travel? Even our bodies are the collective memory of our antecedents.

Some years ago I read a short story that was originally written in 1959 for the Saturday Evening
Post that impressed me with the ability of the author (Jack Finney) to weave a spell about bygone time and times. I wanted to read it again and just a few days ago I found it again. By clicking on the link you will automatically travel back to 1959 and be able to feel in reading the story just how different 1959 was and the story itself will take you back to the 1880s. Two different eras. Try it.

http://homepage.mac.com/cssfan/jackfinn ... 801016.htm

Outstanding read Richard. I know for myself, I was born about 100 yrs later then I would have chosen. Thanx for the lil journey my friend

I've read a number of stories with this sort of plot line and
enjoyed them all. Thanks for the link.

More time travel. The parking lot at the 1939-40 Worlds Fair. Some nice cars there.

Holy crap, I don't even like going to the State Fair in Syracuse because of the crowds--That's a whole slew of people there I'd bet--yep some real nice cars. Thanx franco b