Monday, September 3, 2012

The Good Old Days - one of many.

They're right there.

Back in The Good Old Days, my brother and I sat and watched the sun set from my front porch every evening.  Through the haze the sun looked like a giant planet as we rotated away on some far away moon.  We could stare straight at it.

Later, we went fishing as if it was no big deal.

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