Slowly … Slowly … Time and Reality Flow and Suddenly, They Are Gone

My great Uncle Julius who lived in the Appalachians of North Carolina did not allow clocks of any kind in his house. He said each second that ticked on a clock was a second lost in his life. He and Aunt Minnie lived self-sufficiently by the sunrise and set, and by the seasons. I don’t know if he celebrated birthdays or anniversaries. I was too young to ask. I was too young…