We offer observations on the human condition from a 23 year old mind trapped in an 83 year old body.


Some sit with royal look on face.

Another day,another Obama apology.

Some contemplate the decision to bite.

We are all prisoners of the past.

See fewer children during the day these days.

Today is definitely the “I” generation.

I am a child of the Depression, so is my body.

Some are proud they cleaned off the table.

If one is ready to fight, at least fight for the right cause.

We never know tomorrow.

I never fail to stop to pick up a penny.

God is a whisperer.

Some are defeated folk, not I.

To contemplate who I am is to be who I am.

Some are prisoners of their soul.

A child lives in today, a dad in yesterday.

Bear a grudge, bear witness to anger.

I never knew my grandparents but know myself.