It can be hard to defend oneself from the past when you wander the paths of your happy childhood. I'm not much for dwelling on what has been but I believe our pasts are stepping-stones to the future that should not totally be forgotten. As I'm blessed with both a happy childhood and an extremely good memory I once in a while like to indulge in summers of yesterday. I won't bother you with all that comes to my mind every time when I return to my island but I'll put up some photos, both new and old.
Embrace change even if you want to run from it. Ralph Shrader
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It is easier to say what and who I'm not. — I'm not my profession — I'm not my salay — I'm not my age — I'm not my illness — I'm not my civil status So who am I? — a person just the right size and age — an untidy pedant — a conservative radical And what do I do? — weave — read — listen to music, classical preferably baroque