I have been dead airspace here for a long time, It's hard to deliver during a plague...
It will be bittersweet, but how about The Thrilling Days of Yesteryear:
I'll start with how much I miss Possum Trot! Wild times..... I think of it often.
Add in how it was and used to be When L.K. and I owned a cabin a few years at Hooten Old Town. Adventures there.....
Not to mention, I think it was our second year in the game we shot 49 of 52 weekends that year. How I long for THAT.
Not having my partner with me every time causes me grief.
The current state of things cramps my style. I want freedom like we used to know.
What is left for the game, I don't know... For all of us, I don't know...
Hell, there used to be a party connected to everything.
Many friends have been lost, hard to stay in the path.
Tell your tales, let's talk.
Harley
PS- Last Kiss and I have been married 27 years, Aug. 6th. Some would say, "WOW! That's great." Others would say, " Pffsstt, that's nothing!"
PS- My focus is gone, last Rangers 1st stage proves that. I want it back.
