Ponder Pages

Class reunion, to go or not to go. That is the question. My answer is not.  I've been out of school for 35 years. I never fit in with the class of 1980 then and I still don't now. I still live in the same town, as do many I graduated with. I don't see many of them, as our paths rarely cross. When they do, it's very uncomfortable. I don't know how they see me. I often wonder do they see me as I am now or are they still thinking of me as I was. I guess when you see someone from the past you don't really judge them with new eyes but by old memories. Some will be able to see the older you but others are still looking at you with past ideas of who they thought you were then. Unfortunately there are a lot in my class that still judge people with old memories. I found a saying recently that I like. "Never waste your time trying to explain who you are to people who are committed to misunderstanding you." I do waste a lot of my time tr

It's the first of the month once again and I'm back. I keep saying I'll post something in-between but for some reason I can't get myself motivated to do it.I think it might be because I spend more time on Dear Howard: A fading History that when it comes to putting things on here my get up go has got up and went. If you wondering how long I will be posting on my other blog, I really can't say. It could be at least another year or more. There are a lot of letters to be shared yet. Anyway here is the picture of the swing I took this morning.  The husband decided to plant a food plot for the deer. It nice not looking at the weeds. Here is what it looked like last year.   What a difference a year could make. it does look better without the weeds in the back ground. I mentioned that he planted a food plot to attract deer. Well here is a picture of one of the deer we see. He is a four pointer. I've named him Fred. The other day it