My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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Sunday, June 15, 2014
You Only Have Now
My father passed in 1989. Since then, every Father's Day, I only have memories and sorrow.
If you're father is still here, call, text or visit. You only have now and tomorrow may only bring memories.
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