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Post by Don Schaeffer on Jul 4, 2007 19:42:56 GMT -5
When my wife went into the hospital for a while, I bought myself a bicycle thinking now I can ride it to visit her. But I know that my old age went down one notch and hers went up.
We have been racing for the last 43 years and it's not always fair.
I'm not used to strutting; but with my new classy helmet and my big back pack and the little velcro piece I attach around the right leg of my jeans, I feel like a football hero. Perhaps now I am the one she should have married.
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Post by Shell on Jul 4, 2007 20:01:34 GMT -5
Welcome Don ....
and this is heartbreaking ...
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Post by Bernard Alain on Jul 4, 2007 21:53:59 GMT -5
a most worthy submission Don, indeed the eighteen speeds of life, myself I am constantly spinning my wheels in netural lol, sentimental contemporary and nicely done.
regards,
Bernie
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Jul 4, 2007 21:56:28 GMT -5
Thanks Shell and Bernard. Thank you for the invitation to join you,
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Post by robertrwoods on Jul 4, 2007 23:25:23 GMT -5
I love the flow, the natural rhythm, the deep commitment to contemporary imagery. Sad, yes, but filled with that power of true love. Soft, yes, but also filled with strength, determination to make the best of what is handed to us. A real devoted piece.
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Jul 5, 2007 4:27:33 GMT -5
Thanks Robert. Very kind of you.
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Post by Bobby Slais on Jul 5, 2007 4:53:39 GMT -5
Hiya Don
Great to read you fine sir. I really enjoyed this read. Nice subtle metaphor and you worked ina bit of humor and romance. Cool deal!
Smiles! Bobby
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Jul 7, 2007 21:36:29 GMT -5
Thanks Bobby
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