I'll just loan DW one of my walking canes. Last Sunday marked my 53rd year on the planet. My, my, don't time fly....... I think I'll just go out and roll in the leaves. The weather just doesn't get any better than this. I am ready, willing and able for the next get together. Just say when.

As regards our youngest, whom I previously reported to be on the verge of making the giant leap from single to otherwise, well, things change. And, things are not always as they seem. No blame or fault to be laid, but we have moved past that phase of his life. I have no doubt, whatsoever, that what we assumed was meant to be, never was. Divine intervention. No other explanation that I can come up with. Being in your 50's don't necessarily mean you can't learn.

The Mabe Brothers used to do this one.

Hand me down my walking cane,
Hand me down my walking cane,
Hand me down my walking cane,
I'm gonna leave on the midnight train,
All my sins have been washed away.

Stay in touch.

Be happy and careful