We were young once…
We were young once… “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.” Wordsworth” Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more:… Continue reading
We were young once… “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.” Wordsworth” Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more:… Continue reading
Another time, another place… The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading
Monterey and Big Sur I need a year in Monterey and Big Sur to write my novel. The Beauty of Monterey and Big Sur will steal your heart. I need a coffee and… Continue reading
Happy birthday Jaden.. My grandson turn eight year old on 24 September. I had my best days with him. Watching him grow-up and becoming so smart. I remember the saddest day too. His… Continue reading