“we become not a melting pot but a beautiful mosaic. different people, different beliefs, different yearnings, different hopes, different dreams.”    ~jimmy carter.

the three – two streets over, plus one block to the right are leaving today. the three who have filled my days with trips to the city over the big hill, brought me yells through my summer evening windows, sunday fare, warm cups of joe and bantering, with plenty of chocolate milk the three – two streets over, plus [...]

“if I get born again, my son said, do they give me different parents? & i said no & he shook his head & said they didn’t use their brains on that one, did they?” ..story people when i think about it… day in — day out it all works in the end.  when i think about it… [...]