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Thanks to all, you are the best. Rumplestillskin, I be. Awake 6 days, brain turned into porridge (What the hell is porridge?? Given my Druthers! What are druthers? Sorry, got sidelined there. To those who enjoy "Memories in Time"- check out book- "Going, Going, Gone..." (Amazon.com?) Great old memories- like Doctor's house calls!! What's that? Closest now is an ambulance. "Odd Sight" John Heck- Oh, sorry, didn't recognize you with the feather in your cap. Also- they weren't Keds- I saw!! They were P.F. Flyers!! "Another Time" Vince Suzadail Jr.- How right you are. We didn't have material wealth, and didn't need them. As a kid, I was perfectly happy to play on the floor with marbles, bottle caps, odd buttons from Mom's sew Box. I had a "Toy's-R- Us" inventory in my child's imagination. And, yes pity the poor children of today- when childhood is over by five. Where seeing both parents at the same time is limited to, maybe, Thanksgiving, or MacDonald's. Where family dinnertime is no more real than Oz. Sandra- Thank you, sweetheart. I hope to catch up on reading more of you guys tonight now that my mind is somewhat clear again. Thank God for my PoetrySoup Family- I couldn't imagine existing without it anymore! P.S. I have a new phobia- I refuse to open and reach into the refrigerator... That box of Arm and Hammer tries to smash my fingers everytime.... Later, Dudes and Duddettes....

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