originally written, circa 2015 It is a shame what happened to him, stated my boss as he moved his finger across this photograph of the
It was after the war
God Bless America, land that I love
It is up to us now to keep dusting ourselves off and hear his voice to participate, help each other out, and believe that YES WE CAN!
I found the artifacts, photographed and uploaded here, among my aunts things years ago. Its all we have left in the end, artifacts of those
The Aunts often pulled the sprinkler out for a mid-afternoon dip when the heat was oppressive and we needed entertaining.
when you reach the pink car, you know you have almost reached the southern end of the land. Closer in, toward our house, is the decaying car featured in the picture. You may not even be able to tell it is a car.