Man... this winter/summer weather is out of control... crusin' around... windows rolled down... radio blastin'... hardly a cloud in the big bright blue sky...



And then I suddenly notice alot if not all flags were at half mast...

... and I now remember why...
I'm fulfilled in what I do... I never thought that a lot of money or fine clothes... ...the finer things of life... ...would make you happy. My concept of happiness is to be filled in a spiritual sense. -Coretta Scott King
In a word... peace... |