Music - The sounds that heal the soul. I think everything the heart needs to know is in a song somewhere.
Yesterday was such a sad day. Everything I saw and heard until I left is like a recording. It will be etched in my mind and I won't forget any of it.
I'm wondering where John Denver, Dan Fogelberg and Michael Jackson went.
But most of all, I'm wondering where yesterday went.
Like a song, those yesterdays will come up in my mind for years to come.
I don't have a song for it, but if I did, it would be country.

We got back at 10:30 am…but my truck wouldn't start. Then, after getting a jump, it was missing out badly. After 2 hours of looking, we found a mechanic willing to work on it. They worked on it from 2pm to 9pm. So, we really didn't get home until 9 pm last night. Wow. What a life!
During that time, we decided we were going to walk to Poor Richards (a local pub). I wanted to go south, but Becky wanted on going north. So we went north.
After walking about a mile north, through mud and a foot deep of snow, I hit my almost fully discharge IPhone and found it was a little over a mile south, meaning we were right next to at the beginning.
I thought that was funny, and besides, what else were we going to do while waiting for the truck repairs?
It was yet another experience!
Poor Richards has the best chicken wings and reubens on this planet!!!
And the Soup Nazi from Seinfield is going to be there on March 16th. Sometimes, it happens in Wexford, PA too!