......To the Soldier..... The entrance to the Taylor family cemetery established in 1887. On the pillar to the left it states that the cemetery is dedicated in memory of John G. Rowley, World War Vet, Died April 21, 1941.
How come you hate this poem? I personally am not a fan of poetry, but this poem is one I really like. To me its about not conforming, be unique. Take that route that no one else takes. Be different, be yourself...you never know whose life will change through you footsteps.
Amen John. It's the only way to travel without regret. It's called the road less taken, because you are the only one who can take it. We each have a path. And there are signs and arrows and flashing lights pointing to it, and even Road signs. We come to this intersection many times in our lives. And there is always a dual sign at this intersection: one says John Centracchio Street, and one says Some Other Gent. Taking Some other Gent's Road leads you to some other Gents destination. Taking the road marked with our own names may often be the more rocky trail, with road blocks, and black ice and detours. But it's the only road you can take and end up earnestly at your own destination. The only one.
I always suggest taking the road less traveled by. It makes all of the difference. Again, and again, and again.
I just came by this page via a search for the poem but...I like your style! It's honest, fun, big on living life to the full, and obviously enjoying the path you are taking. A breath of fresh air.
I think this poem by Robert Frost, is an apt description of how I have lived my life and that is why perhaps, that it was my favorite since I was a girl although my genetic ties are close to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and so was brought up on his words. This poem speaks to me and I found that my life has traveled just this way, one traveler sorry she could not travel both but my choice of the Road Less Traveled By has made all the difference in who I turned out to be and where I have been and how I shall continue to travel on through life. H.H. Hinds-Powell
If you have been at the school of hard knocks then you will understand what this poem is all about, some of us had to choose in life and without this poem it was going to be hard for me to choose, thanks to Robert Frost as he enlightened my decision making. :)
We have to memorize this poem for school. At first I was upset about it but after I truely started to understand the true meaning im very glad I had the pleasure of reading it & it really inspired me to take the right path even if im the only one.
As has been alluded to in previous posts I begin my day downtown at the Hyperion coffee shop debating the pressing issues of the day with a diverse group of friends and acquaintances over a grande caffeine--black (all coffee tastes the same to me--bad) , and an occasional muffin. Thought it would be interesting to make a little space at the table so you can weigh in on some of the hot topics being discussed. Below is the Hyperion Poll covering an issue discussed during one of our morning, "debates." We are a very opininated bunch so if you lean to the "No Opinion" side of an issue you can take your mocha skim latte and croissant to another table. So lets have it...............
POLL CLOSED Still working my (expletive deleted) off.
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost
What This is All About
As a newly hired insurance adjuster in 1981 my first camera was a Polaroid One-Step. In 2005, with some trepidation, I entered the digital age when I went south after hurricanes Katrina and Rita. In my travels I will sometimes stop and photograph little vignettes of life, and scenes that have stood out to me. To those to whom I owe my livelihood that are office bound, and to friends, acquaintances and passing strangers I offer another view of the road less traveled.
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“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever... it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.”
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Fiftyish, though my wife of 30 years does ask --"When are you going to stop acting like a twelve year old (see photo)?" Father of three and grandfather of three. Armed with a degree in history from Mary Washington College I entered the insurance industry as an adjuster. Later I again put my history degree to good use and was elected, and re-elected, (won't be making that mistake again) to City Council (Who said a history degree isn't worth the paper it was printed on?). I stepped down from council to spend some family time with our youngest a year away from leaving the nest. Between leaving local politics and dropping our youngest off at James Madison University I had forgotten the whole, “Won’t be making that mistake again,” thing and was elected again to City Council in 2012. I’m still using my position on council to avoid chores around the house (with less success than before). And still traveling the highways and by-ways of the great Commonwealth of; pulling off on the side of the road every now and them to capture an interesting scene or two. When not working, or working to avoid work, I engage friends in the retired community at the local coffee hangout learning the finer points of lawn care, dietary issues, et., in preparation for my retirement and when I can't avoid the "honey-do" list any longer. Proud owner of ten shares of Harley Davidson stock, a life size cut-out of Humphrey Bogart, an autographed photo of “Banjo Boy” from the movie Deliverance, planning on getting a tattoo, and still on the search for a barber’s chair! (see wife's comment above).
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ReplyDeletei hate this poem
ReplyDeleteHow come you hate this poem? I personally am not a fan of poetry, but this poem is one I really like. To me its about not conforming, be unique. Take that route that no one else takes. Be different, be yourself...you never know whose life will change through you footsteps.
ReplyDeleteAmen John. It's the only way to travel without regret. It's called the road less taken, because you are the only one who can take it. We each have a path. And there are signs and arrows and flashing lights pointing to it, and even Road signs. We come to this intersection many times in our lives. And there is always a dual sign at this intersection: one says John Centracchio Street, and one says Some Other Gent. Taking Some other Gent's Road leads you to some other Gents destination. Taking the road marked with our own names may often be the more rocky trail, with road blocks, and black ice and detours. But it's the only road you can take and end up earnestly at your own destination. The only one.
ReplyDeleteI always suggest taking the road less traveled by. It makes all of the difference. Again, and again, and again.
Enjoy the view.
I just came by this page via a search for the poem but...I like your style! It's honest, fun, big on living life to the full, and obviously enjoying the path you are taking. A breath of fresh air.
ReplyDeleteI think this poem by Robert Frost, is an apt description of how I have lived my life and that is why perhaps, that it was my favorite since I was a girl although my genetic ties are close to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and so was brought up on his words. This poem speaks to me and I found that my life has traveled just this way, one traveler sorry she could not travel both but my choice of the Road Less Traveled By has made all the difference in who I turned out to be and where I have been and how I shall continue to travel on through life. H.H. Hinds-Powell
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ReplyDeleteIf you have been at the school of hard knocks then you will understand what this poem is all about, some of us had to choose in life and without this poem it was going to be hard for me to choose, thanks to Robert Frost as he enlightened my decision making. :)
ReplyDeletegreat poem very inspiring
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ReplyDeleteWe have to memorize this poem for school. At first I was upset about it but after I truely started to understand the true meaning im very glad I had the pleasure of reading it & it really inspired me to take the right path even if im the only one.
ReplyDeleteI have to memorize it too. Its a great poem, but hard to remember correctly.
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