Today we carry on the beauty and majesty of the western reaches of America. As wore out and potently feeble minded as I might be, the war to “be normal” and to share the things I find important, or just interesting and beautiful, continues.

May God be with you, and I consider those of you who have been or do follow this blog, to be friends for life. The beautiful flood of “likes” and comments I I have received recently, is heart warming and I cannot thank you all enough.

God Bless,
Wayne

You’ve heard the phrase that if I’d have known I was going to live this long, I would have taken better care of myself. I must say that coming out of my teens and then actually into my thirties and being alive, still shocks me. Among other things I once had an older kid (about 20 and I was sixteen), take a broken beer bottle and cut my throat, just enough to bleed. I had been “making time” of you will, with his girlfriend, or so he was told.

A friend of mine and I once had three guns pointed at our heads. No shots were fired but I about died from a heart attack..

Live for God, and live long,
Wayne