It wasn't fashionable to attend the graduation ceremony when and where I spent my last year in high school. Must have been at least 500 kids missing that "important" day. Glad I was fashionable! And we thought we were so old at eighteen. In a way we were old, certainly old enough to be drafted and die in Viet-Nam. In retrospect we sure looked like kids at that age.
The devil dreams of suborning you. He dreams as trummy dreams of taking apart all that was put together, of marring a perfection that has no need of him. What do I dream of? "If I had a boat I'd go out on the ocean and if I had a pony I'd ride him on my boat.":O}
