It may not be possible to travel backward in time, but perhaps one day we can bring the past to us.
Here’s a moment from my past. Like John Herschel, I’m remembering a younger version of myself. December 20th, 1975. A snowy day in Ithaca, New York. A branch point on the road that brought me to this moment, with you. It was the day I met Carl Sagan.
Reminds me of those ghost stars in the sky. You know, the ones that still shine their light upon us, long after they’re gone.