For me it is the quiet of the early morning in my small town backyard, when the grass has just a sheen of sparkel from the dew left behind by the cool night. And the morning sun is dancing through the treetops. Then in a distance I hear a train whistle. I don't know why but I love the sound of a distant train whistle.

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DL, i too, would much rather be putting out to sea as opposed to the maelstrom of medication! Also glad you managed to keep yer head down and out of the way of our recent vituperative "friend" uh hum.

Now if we can just keep the rest of your wiggy exes from finding us!HA HA!

Tell me the truth-you aren't really Charlie Sheen are ya!?

my dad used to take half a pill a day, at the end, just to take the edge off     MK