The Thoughts Of 'then' Comments

To My Friend, Brad Wilson

Do you remember when...when we were boys? We lived out in the country on a farm. You were living on the flat and even Texas plains, and I lived deep within the huddled hills of Michigan, our lives were very much the same; two farmer boys who had their work to do, who lived their lives with unencumbered cares, unburdened by concerns of worldly things.
In this, my later life, I find my mind returning to the thoughts of 'then', when I was young. The reel of recollection rewinds time, projecting on the screen of memory those images of past, forgotten years. I sit before the hearth and sip the wine of age, and fan the dying coals of youth into a friendly-flame, remembering with warmth, those years of innocence.
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