Seems all of my life, Mom was 40 and Dad was 42. A few years later,
Dad is gone and Mom is 77 years old. Just does'nt seem possible. I
am close to 50. How can this be? I still think I am 12, and my wife
will testify to that. I lost a brother when I was 12 and he was 18.
I now have lived almost three times his age, but I am still his little
brother and he will be my older brother no matter how long I shall
live. But time stands still for no man they say.

I am not the person I was at 18 or nor the person at 40. I hope I am
getting better, maybe just different! Life is an adventure and
everyday seems to present more challenges and of cource more rewards.
No one get's out alive.
Just Ramblings of an old man that could not sleep and it is 6:00 am in
the morning.
take care
Mike from American Sycamore