Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2004/02/25
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]Even now, when I think back at things in a certain way, like Proust with his madeleines, I can evoke that whole time and place of Saigon April, 1975. Certain events seem to be forever suspended in time and memory, perfectly preserved. You open the door of a certain cupboard in your memory, and there they are, a whole scene, complete with characters and conversation. And yet during my waking hours, in my day to day life, I hardly ever think about them. It's a very weird sensation. Time travel. - - Phong Sonny Carter wrote: > > I was just reading a story about the fall of Saigon, and > Correspondent Bob > Simon tells of the fall of Saigon that they had footage that they > wanted to > get somewhere that could satellite it to the states. The nearest place > apparently was the Phillipines. > > http://tinyurl.com/29er8 > > Interesting story - -- To unsubscribe, see http://mejac.palo-alto.ca.us/leica-users/unsub.html