February 13, 2018, 10:39 PM
LS1 GTOThere's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, because you think I should.
I look back on the way I was then: a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try to talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone, and this old man is all that's left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It's just a bullshit word. So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time. Because to tell you the truth, I don't give a shit.
February 13, 2018, 10:55 PM
OrgussHard not to read that line and not hear his voice.
"We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men. Hell, we could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. We were the lords of all creation. As for Andy - he spent that break hunkered in the shade, a strange little smile on his face, watching us drink his beer."
February 14, 2018, 07:52 AM
f2Fresh fish today.
February 14, 2018, 08:09 AM
Floyd D. BarberFebruary 15, 2018, 08:39 AM
DMF Sometimes it makes me sad, though . . . Andy being gone. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright, and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend. "