A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove... but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child. Forest E. Witcraft Teacher, Scholar
Category: Oh! Those Were The Days My Friend
Nostalgic stories from childhood. Some are funny and hilarious even. Other stories, not so much.
Let the Games Begin ~ part 3
When the cat’s away, the mice shall play
Amy’s Men ♥️
Her hair is Harlow gold Her lips are sweet surprise Her hands are never cold She got Bette Davis eyes She'll turn the music on you You won't have to think twice She's pure as New York snow She got Bette Davis eyes ...Kim Carnes
Theory of Loss
Now the sun's gone to hell and The moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line in your palm We are fools to make war On our brothers in arms ~Dire Straits
