It is a beautiful weekend here and while my blog privileges have been restored, I simply cannot write today. There are beautiful places that need to be visited.
The Old Mill
Same Old Mill in Opening Scene of Gone With The Wind
Joey, Allie... This is for you. May these stories be like tiny feathers that will one day drift down out of nowhere, bringing back great memories and smiles. You have brought me true joy with your laughter and song. This is your roadmap back to your youth and my guide home when memories fade. What a blessing it has been! What a blessing it continues to be.
At the age of 57, I stared at my 35 year career, whispered a polite thank you to the heavens and hit the send button on my retiremen...
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