Love: the condition in which the welfare and happiness of another become essential to your own.

Robert A. Heinlein

It's Friday the 13th, the weekend before I turn 54. Everyone go out and buy themselves a lottery ticket! I've been focusing my time on family genealogy. I'm writing a book about the family history so my only legacy won't be proclaimed as the guy who gives out beer on Halloween. To the adults,.... the kids get candy. o-O. That and giving out trees for Christmas to everyone in my neighborhood in a three block area. The first year it was Dade County pine trees. Then a few different types of palms. After the tree nazis came to my neighborhood and cut down all the citrus trees, we gave out litchi trees. Those trees are fruiting now. At the start of both wars we gave out peace candles which were lit from the candle I received that the founder of that movement had lit from the peace torch at it's inception ceremony over in Great Britain. Maybe it's a good year to do that again. This may be the last Christmas I'll be able to.

I still stop here daily to get my comments, look at the new deviations, and read journals. I know I don't comment very much, but that doesn't mean I don't look at people's work, or what they post on their journals. I may go through and clean out my deviations and scraps that haven't been looked at in a while. If there are any you think I should keep up, let me know.

Peace!

The Poetmorte