I’m not sure if it’s summertime and all this awesome warm weather that’s to blame (rainy weather in Madison notwithstanding), but I haven’t had too much of a gumption to tend to this blog during the first half of June. Yeah, I did post a couple of times so far this month, but they were of the simple variety (one #ThrowbackThursday post and one where I promoted my latest pics on Flickr), but that’s been it for this month so far. I haven’t even had a “Fashion Summary” post this month either (insert embarrassed face here). But today’s the day when I’m gonna start to rectify that situation. One of my fave WordPress folks, The Finicky Cynic, put out a challenge today: Write a post every day for the rest of June, based or sort-of based on a specific prompt.
Now, admittedly, my blog hasn’t been a once-every-day type of blog even before June, but F.C.’s “June Jour Challenge” (jour is French for “day,” by the way) has kind of piqued my interest… and has lighted a little bit of a fire under my arrière (French for “backside,” if you’ll pardon my French) to get to the keyboard and blog away… even though I do have a couple of long post ideas fermenting in my head at the moment (I may follow through on those as well yet). So, let’s see how the rest of this month goes, shall we? I am hopeful that this challenge goes well.
For the first daily challenge , F.C. put out this prompt:
If you could go back in time to any moment in history, when would it be and why?
Well, that’s a really good one. My male mode side does have a fascination about how the past played out, as well as minutiae that helps fill in the details about what life was like back then. TV shows or movies with a go-back-to-the-past theme (e.g. Being Erica) or simply watching old videos or TV broadcasts posted on YouTube really pique my interest. However, even if I had a time machine, I wouldn’t have a hankering to go back and live a specific moment in world history, even if I were tempted to pull one or two threads of history just to see what would’ve been altered as a result (even the tragic days). Perhaps it’s because all that living through YouTube satiates my hunger for history. So, days like the American Independence Day, D-Day, and even the day of the Apollo XI landing won’t be set on my WayBac Machine.
However, if I could go back in time, I would definitely want to go back to what may be an ordinary day for the rest of the world but an important day for me, as well as a place — Chicago, August 3, 1969, the place and date of my birth. Yeah, that day is kind of ironic since it was two weeks after man first landed on the moon (“Missed it by that much!“). But I’ve always wondered how life was like the day I was born. I wonder how clean the air was (not so smoggy, hopefully), how the water and food tasted, what was on people’s minds and how they interacted with each other. I wonder, too, about the level of wonder and joy my parents probably experienced when I entered the world at 4:02 that morning.
Until someone does figure out a way to send me back to that summer day, even if all I can do is peer through the window of the time machine and not alter a single moment, I’ll make due with the equivalent: Surfing the internet and looking up anything about that day. Here’s a prime outlet: That day’s edition of the Chicago Tribune. Thank goodness that, as of this writing, the Tribune‘s archives appear to be free and accessible. Since it’s a Sunday edition and has a lot of pages (lift with the legs when picking it up), there’s a lot of things to take in from that day: How the weather was like in Chicago (sunny and in the low 80s); the important news of the day; how the local sports teams did (the Cubs and White Sox both won, while the Brewers didn’t exist yet); how much groceries cost; and, of interest to a girl like me, what the department stores had on sale (especially that ad for wigs from Marshall Fields on page 29). The past can be an interesting thing, can’t it?