The town of Aurora, Ontario celebrated its 100th birthday in July 1963. It had a population of 5,000 when we lived there and the community held a party to commemorate the anniversary. Mom made a dress for me, an outfit for my brother and created a covered wagon for us to pull in the parade. We won 3rd prize for our entry. (I must mention that my mother had four children including a three month old baby who had been very ill and required surgery) One hundred years might as well have been a thousand years in my young mind. But in about three years, another half century will have passed and Aurora will be 150 years old.
A grandfather took a photo of his family which included a couple of youngsters who were asking about the meaning of the torch. They will not understand the significance of the night until they are older but the picture will help them remember. The light of the torch appeared in the distance and the crowd moved into the street to view the approach of the runner. To some the torch represented only the upcoming games but to others it was symbolic of life itself. The light would soon be passed to another runner who would carry it on ahead toward its final destination.
Time goes by... faster every year it seems
A new year is approaching which will mark a beginning for some and a passing of the torch for others. For most, it will be another stretch of road in the journey through time.
peace and blessing in all circumstances.