Abraham, Martin, and John

These are times which anger us, confuse us, and sadden us.  It is in these tumultuous days that I must return to the comforts of better days, days when we had heroes to honor and respect, days when a man’s word was trustworthy, days when there was hope for tomorrow’s awakening, days when peaceful co-existence seemed attainable.  My days are shortening and I am sorry that I have not done more to ensure that our children and grandchildren would also have heroes worthy of adoration and respect.  For this I am responsible.

 

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larrypaulbrown

Years ago when I moved from Pennsylvania to Florida, Homosassa was a sleepy fishing village with just one traffic light. Today, unfortunately, it is a bustling fishing village with three traffic lights and a new WalMart. Being a retired trucker, I've seen the continental United States coast to coast and north to south hundreds of times and don't care to venture out of Florida again. Driving was a great adventure and a great job. We don't get too excited about things around here. Tourists enjoy the river and the manatees. Snowbirds come down to share their northern wisdom and spend their money. I sit on the front porch and watch the world go by.......and write.

3 thoughts on “Abraham, Martin, and John”

  1. I have been depressed and sad and frustrated since January. Somehow it’s like I’m in a dream its so disconcerting. The sixties were bad enough. Now with a president like this, I feel it’s going to get much much worse.

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    1. I understand that feeling. It’s a wake-up call. Hatred and bigotry now have a mainstream voice in America thanks to Trump and his Trumpeteers. Gotta keep the faith in what we know to be the truth. Thanks for commenting.

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