We've all heard the expression, "I had no shoes and felt sorry for myself until I met someone who had no feet." Thus endeth today's lesson.
A visual metaphor and parable of and for our times
-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.
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Monday, April 6, 2020
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Seasons and Reasons
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