Saturday, May 17, 2014

Written on the wind

I was driving home, across town, from running errands for meds and dog chow, when I saw this written on the wind.

It took me back, back to a September morning, back to Kansas and a job I hated with people I knew and loved.  Back to a day when there were no contrails in the sky...

I went outside on break at some point.  An unrelenting blue sky day, with more than a hint of fall in the air.  The sky was empty.  You never realize how commonplace those simple lines in the sky are, until they are gone.  I remember how empty it looked.  And then I heard it, high overhead, a lone large jet, bound due north.  Odd, I recall thinking.  There's nothing up that way--that's not the normal flight path for anything...  It wasn't private, nor commercial.  Not military either... yet it was the only thing in the sky save for the ever present turkey vultures of the Great Plains.  Its mark of passage written on the wind, fading all too soon.

Later that day I understood. SAC Offutt was due north, its destination--not Why-Not-Minot...  I don't know why those contrails crisscrossing this morning's Texas sky brought that moment all back to me.  I remember so much of that day in odd little details--perhaps because back then, there was no internet at work, no working tv in the break room...only chaos on the radio, and empty skies above.


  1. I have a personal theory about sudden, vivid memories. I think it's not just sights, but other contributing factors like smells, sounds, time of day, etc. that can trigger long forgotten memories. My step-mom once said, "We all have photographic memories. Nothing seen or done can ever be forgotten. It's just do we chose to remember." Maybe there's something to that. I do know she had a lot of country bred wisdom. ~:)

  2. I've made quite a few contrails in the sky over the years. An airplane in trail of us over the pond one year got a great shot of my bird with contrails. Dad has it framed on his wall. Here, the skies are studded with clouds, the air cool and still, and quiet for now. Of course, when O'Hare changes runways, that will all change :-)


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