there was no overwhelming smell of cut flowers, and no angel singing sweetly at my feet.

Means, it ain't over yet, and looks like my life ain't done either.

Oh good, now if we can find ways to not be bought, AND survive/endure/sustain these lifetimes.

Remember this one: Have done so much with so little for so long, that I believe I can do anything at all with nothing at all.

Fillmore. San Francisco. And frankly that's about all I can remember...sorry.

"Woe to the legislators of infamous laws, to those who issue tyrannical decrees, who refuse justice to the unfortunate, and cheat the poor among my people of their rights, who make widows their prey and rob the orphan."

Larry Ogg, help me with Nimrod, the Tower and Babylon, por favor?

disappointment reigns.

You would have loved those sixties! Don't look at the losses. Look at what is needed to win the next battle.

Don't give up on poetic justice either. When Reagan was King in the land of Calafia, he closed the State Mental Hospitals, two years later I started working in locked psych. Learned the FIRST persons kicked out on the street were what we then called the Mentally Retarded/IQ functioning level. I couldn't believe it. "The least among us"!
I still am amazed to this day Ronny was diagnosed with Alzheimer's.

Seven times the $upport-ya think someone wants $omething in in return?

I've got to go, have to tear my sackcloth in grief. And wouldn't it figure, its in pretty good shape?

My biggest tie to Wisconsin, besides loving cheeses and that idyllic scenery -my Great( times xxxx ???) Uncle Jacob Spaulding founded Black River Falls in 1839.
Oh woe woe woe. The "poll" from 9 hours ago in BRF went 366 for Him, and only 133 for the Mayor.

Its fairly new sackcloth, hope I don't have to tear it in grief.