Do you recall songs from the past? Do you sometimes wonder why people near you cannot hear the sounds in your mind? Do these songs carry with them memories of days gone by? These are mine.
I'm surprised to note (pun?) that this story dates back to December 2006. Where was it hiding; I don't remember seeing it before. You won't be surprised to hear that virtually all of them reverberate with me, too. But then I guess there's no surprise in that, given our respective ages and genetic makeup.
Bravo Zulu. (Did they use that expression in the Marines?)
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Bravo Zulu. (Did they use that expression in the Marines?)
Jack