Just Sayin

  When it comes to family, the gray area g grows proportionately with the size of the family responsibilities. You do what you have to do to take care of your family and live with it the rest of your life. With family the end does justify means.

  After 100 plus years of discrimination, this country turned a racial corner electing a black POTUS. The left wants to punish the white's for centuries of systemic discrimination. So they elected Obama. I wasn't a fan of his either. He was even less qualified than Trump or Biden, and was not a leader in any stretch of the imagination. Obama got elected because he was Black, no other reason, he certainly wasn't qualified. That being said, him being elected also shows the left that this country, while not totally devoid of racism, has come a long way in 1560 years. From enslaving black citizens, to electing them to lead. That while we started out as slaveholders, we changed and become the beacon on the hill that we were destined to be. The racial bigotry notwithstanding. Every bad thing that this country has done we have done better, whether it be slavery, and the 14th Amendment, or the genocide and the Dawes Act. We are not a perfect country, but over the 250 years of our e...

  OG problem child here from the beginning. Problem then, problem now, and problem till I am gone. No excuses, no apologies, and no quarter.

  I was in the Walmart parking lot and heard this music coming from an Explorer SUV. The left side door was open, and a older woman, with platinum blond hair, and a smoke dangling from her mouth was fiddling with something in the front seat. I immediately identified her as as a Gen X, based solely on her look, and her choice of music. She was blaring, "In the Dark," by Billy Squier. It led my driftin memory memory back to the early 1980's in Yuma. When that song, was blaring in the Burger King parking lot on 4th Ave, the Crescent Center parking lot across the street, and countless party's all over town and the county. For a moment I was in 1981, 17 and free of the shackles of adulthood, for another year at least. A freedom not again realized until retirement. My memories both endless, and fleeting, brought back with a piece of music when I least expected it. Just rememberin.

  I thought that I had time, and then woke up one day, and didn't. It was then that I came to the realization that I was closer to the end of this deal, than the beginning. Old age snuck up on me when I wasn't lookin. I lived life, fast and on my terms because I wanted no regrets, but it didn't work out that way. Regret is written on my face like a silent truth, and a failed fools folly.