There are sixty seconds in a minute; sixty minutes in an hour; twenty-four hours in a day and certainly not enough days in a lifetime for many of us, too many of us.
John Donne's dilemma had little to do with the identity of the person for whom the bell tolled and far more to do with why.
Time to rethink how we treat one another; while there's still time to change our ways.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
Tuesday, July 7, 2020
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