The dinosaurs have died.
The first written record appears.
The New World is discovered.
The colonies win independence.
Production lines begin.
The sun begins to set on the British Empire.
Nuclear bombs are used in war.
A man walks on the moon.
It's the end of an era,
G-man is passing the torch.
It's been quite a while since I have regularly participated in Friday 55, in which players write a story or poem in 55 words. Any regular reader here though knows I contributed most weeks for a long time. Once upon a time, before G-man hosted the Friday 55, Susie was the host. About seven years ago she passed that responsibility to G-man, who has been the host with the most from coast to coast all this time. He has decided it is time to pass the torch on to some new hosts.
I want to take this week to thank G-man for being a great host. He wrote some hilarious 55s over the years and not a few poignant ones. He consistently turned out something fun to read and graciously visited every single participant each week. He cultivated a creative corner of the blogosphere that meant a lot to me. Although I wrote poetry for years before I blogged I kept it very private, believing I had no real skill. When Susie, began Friday 55 I started in the original intent which was to create a complete story in 55 words. I eventually found I liked a more poetic form for many of my compositions. When G-man began hosting he built the audience quickly and I gained a lot of positive feedback which encouraged me to believe I wasn't a terrible poet. Though I have no delusions of literary genius it has been fun to find a place to share my works where they are enjoyed. I gained confidence in my writing even as I explored different concepts. Thanks again, G-man for the years of fun.