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Friday, December 31, 2010

To those days gone by

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As I grow ever older, it is more difficult for me to remember those profound people, places, and events that molded me during my younger years.

Here is a year-end toast to those fading memories. Promising never to forget was a vow I could not keep.

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3 comments:

THE FISHING MUSICIAN said...

I understand this circumstance. Lately, the older I'm getting, the more I'm remembering people and stories from my past that I knew I'd never forget.

Happy New Year, dude!

El Fisho

Arthur B. Burnett said...

Greetings from Texas,
I don't think we really forget these people and milestones. I will come across a photograph, or a knife or belt in my collection, and it takes me back to another time. Like El Fisho, it happens more all the time.

James A. Zachary Jr. said...

I just read that a clear conscience is the sign of a fuzzy memory ;)