Saturday, August 31, 2013

Voices from the Past

Voices from the past


  1. the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole."travel through space and time"

Time passes with or without us. Our time here with each other is limited and when we are no longer present in our bodies we are quickly forgotten. Billions of people over thousands of years of recorded history are no longer in our plane of existence their bodies long since turned back into the dust they came from.

This week I am reminded of what it is to live in time as I rummage through a pile of old audio cassette tapes my father used over the years to capture a glimpse for us of our early life as a family. Over the last two days I have been taken back to a different time and have been blessed to relive a bit of my early history with new eyes.

Voices from the past

A friend has provided me the use of an old Marantz pmd 502. I have it plugged into my Sony PCM-M10 to capture the analog signal and convert it to digital. It is all working very well and I am delighted to hear the strange and wonderful audio from my families past.

  Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God. Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men. For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night. Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth. For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled. Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance. For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told. The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath. So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
(Psalms 90:1-12)

My father brother and I

My father, brother and I on another of his contraptions to foster family togetherness. No safety issues here!