Fifty years ago we landed on he moon.
Fifty years ago there were 50 years ahead of me.
Now those 50 years are behind me.
Eternity filled in.
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We're where we are because of where we've been. Even the road not taken branched off from one that was taken. Everything gets connected somehow. We live on a Möbius strip.
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- John D.
- Born during the Truman administration. Old enough to know better; too old to care. Always liked Rossini's Scaramouche: Born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad. Any year that you're alive at the end of is a good year.
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