They were told this was where Great Grandpa learned to fish. Over the years, the twins heard much about him. They were so young when he passed. Just three. Great Grandma said Great Grandpa came down every morning as soon as the sun started to leak over the mountain. Day after day, year after year, he came down without fail. Great Grandma said … Continue reading
That’s what I want That day that never ends. Not because I’m too busy or harried Not because “there aren’t enough hours in the day” As people say Just because Some days are better than others You know they are memories as you live them You watch yourself like a fly on the wall And … Continue reading
It’s not like it was then in this day and age you gotta be careful in this day and age it’s not like it is now those times that are long gone back then life was different than in this day and age when innocence reigned well who even knew better? it just wasn’t lost … Continue reading
When it’s finally temperate enough for every single window, nook and cranny to remain open twenty-four-seven, that’s what I call a beginning. The last couple of nights have been such. I have my bed ready for summer what with new fun springy sheets (and my “Linus blanket” thrown over for extra warmth if need be, although … Continue reading
I don’t get sentimental about much, but when we have snowstorms, I often think back to all those years I lived in Allentown. On days when it snowed and school closed and work did too, around eleven am folks would set out on foot to fill the dive bars. Can you picture it? One year … Continue reading
I can do vinegary Very well yes indeed And cynicism and bitterness and Melancholy too It depends on the day I can do sentimentality And nostalgia no doubt For those days gone by For the past and its glory For those people and places Very well yes indeed I’m glad about that sure Well I’m … Continue reading
Pete Armetta 