When I was young, my dreams glimmered. Now the flame is set to simmer. When I was young, my blood would boil. Now the arteries just recoil. When I was young, there was no change. And now this thought to me is strange. How in hell did I live so long? Well maybe they spelled my name wrong?
Ruth, Thank you, I always look for your response. Thank you. Pepper, You know what they say, a laugh a day, or is it an apple? Martie, To you I can only say thank you. Mike, Maybe they won't remember yours, Thanks Fred, You are one of my favorites and your comment means alot, thanks.