The great realization that everyone feels. I was still a teenager when a guy from the same conference flew by me like a freight train after I left him in the dust at the blocks. In 100 yards, he singularly defeated our entire football team at our disgraceful homecoming. He later went on to play both pro baseball and football in the same season. I don't remember his name, or I'd check to see if he is dead by now… Probably.
We can still run with our memories and dance until dawn (my former partner still does) in our heads remembering when we did and could.
You have a way of expressing remembrance that is enlightening and a sense of humor to match.
Well, George, my friend, we all have to deal with all you have mentioned...since that 6 month stay in the hospital of late, I find myself REALLY having a harder time this time to get back to some semblance of normality...e
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well said
We can still run with our memories and dance until dawn (my former partner still does) in our heads remembering when we did and could.
You have a way of expressing remembrance that is enlightening and a sense of humor to match.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane