I forgot to turn off the alarm last night, so realized this morning that on Saturday, the radio station is abundant with classical music, rather than ads, news, and traffic reports.
I am going down south to a beautiful area between Woodside and the coast to visit my friend Terry and celebrate the autumn harvest on her beautifully abundant and natural land.
This is from Writer's Almanac today.
It was about 12:30 p.m. on this day in 1963 that President John F. Kennedy was fatally shot while riding in a motorcade in Dallas, Texas. The Warren Commission published a report concluding that Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone in shooting the president, a conclusion that less than half of all Americans believe. Don DeLillo wrote the novel Libra (1988) about the Kennedy assassination, and he wrote, "What has become unraveled since that afternoon in Dallas is ... the sense of a coherent reality most of us shared. We seem from that moment to have entered a world of randomness and ambiguity."