“ Back home. What wonderful words. What a wonderful place. ”
Everybody dies. It’s no risk to lose your life. You knew it was lost from the beginning.
~ Dan Groat
I had always been a boy in this place, and many of the trees and rocks and streams had been old men when I knew them. Some had died. All had changed. I knew that. I had changed the most.
The world bein’ so small ain’t always a good thing for those of us who ain’t searchin’ for new and different stuff.
One of the worst things I’ve learned about getting older is that there seems to be more change that you don’t like than there was when you were younger and you can’t do nothin’ about it.
