I get that way now that I think about my best friend who just passed away...I wish there was more time but for him, he was suffering or would have suffered more if he stayed on this plain of existence, good write with a neat pic...-e-
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
Ron
Love ya!
Jane