Well, bless my soul......

Yes, I forgot about this blog site. Don't know why -- unless it's because, while growing up, spring was so filled with end-of-school stuff that visits to 212 were the normal, run of the mill Sunday dinner type.

And speaking of school. Back in the stone age (aka....my years in school) why don't I remember end-of-the-year field trips and half days for the last week of school? I don't think we had all that.

But, then again, I don't remember worrying that a fellow student might run in the door with a gun, firing away. I think I prefer the stone age.