The (Ubiquitous) Spice of Life


Someday, I will hold my grandchildren close and tell them where I was when I knew that we, as a society, had crossed the penultimate line, will recall with great sadness the event that signaled the decline of civilization as we all know it. ”It was a day,” I’ll say, a tear struggling to break free from the corner of my far-focused eye, ”when I knew nothing was sacred.”


This post is part of the 95-before-41 challenge on the SRS FB page, as explained here, and included on the blog as outlined in a sort of “apology” here.  Thanks for reading, and happy Friday! 

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