It isn’t often you can take a trip through a wormhole, and survive, tumbling back in time, from whence you began, and then arrive back in the future from which there is no escape; and so I have described my recent journey tripping through the online archives of — The Scotia Register — a village newspaper that was published weekly, on Thursdays, in Scotia, Nebraska (population 291) from 1895 to 2003. Paging back through The Scotia Register archives was like being watched and recorded, from afar, years ago, with the perspective, and perception, of the now.
However, the real power of The Scotia Register online archives is in the remembrance of what was, and things that never were. I did a simple “David Boles” search and found a trove of article mentions. Here are a few of them.
Here's a step through time to my footfalls on the stage of the Lincoln Community Playhouse as an actor, director, and crew member from 1976 to 1987! What a time warp! Too bad the Elsie Award winners are no longer listed on the site. I still have my award! https://t.co/Bkb9OmHFf8pic.twitter.com/KX8v0735mr
Then, a bit more sorrowfully, I paged deeper, and even darker, into The Scotia Register archives — perhaps 10-20 years back to the future from whence I started — where I found the unravelling results of layers from a sad little boy named David Isherwood, a person I once was, but never knew, discovering there was no core to the center of the memory.
It was definitely an interesting trip back to 1960 in The Scotia Register. There’s a record there, preserved forever in digital amber, that can haunt you, and comfort you — if you know where to search, and what to read.
There’s no comfort in facts. There’s little retribution left in the truth.
Reminiscing is more for companionship, than exploration. Recovering from a wormhole whirlwind may be more than one may yearn for in the rescuing of how life used to be — before you knew it existed.