Sunday, August 15, 2010


Old Trunks is keeping the names private, yet others have written about their adored one. Reading their notes is painful because you see yourself in their thoughts.

Imagine, if you will, writing to someone for four years, only to learn the relationship fell apart somewhere. There was no I WILL WAIT FOR YOU, just a constant stream of letters, Yes, letters written and stamped and sent.

Who knows why relationships fall apart. A friend wrote this morning to say her grand daughter married, husband went to the service, and she found someone else. I think the sad thing is the mistrust she exhibited is with HER for the rest of her life.

Anyway, the whole thing about males circling the corral is interesting. All of us have had sugar lumps in our past. Hug gable Gents. People we should be allowed to hug and hold like the famous kiss picture after WWII was over, regardless of where we are not.

There should be a old time sake rule.

a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience. a literary work or section of a work presenting, usually symbolically, such a moment of revelation and insight. What is that? Fred's Mobil and if you think I am talking in code, anyone reading this knows what I am talking about.


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