Eunice & Henry…….
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Group therapy of the future…
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It’s about that time again…….
marching to the beat of my own crayons
sometimes, you just gotta let one rip
Without stretching the limits excessively, I'm a "war baby", a Pre-Boomer, if you will. There really is such a thing.
While my mother lit a candle on the cake marking my first birthday, American B-29 Bombers were lighting up Tokyo, Japan. More than seven decades later, I'm still celebrating birthdays and the United States is still lighting up foreign cities.
We share a tidbit of reality, the United States and I. We are both finite. That's just the way it is. No man, no nation has ever lived infinitely.
A second thing we share in common is that our respective potentials for longevity are greatly influenced by our behaviors.
The third thing we share in common is a tendency to push the reasonable limits of just how much we can get away with before our behaviors contribute directly to our respective demises, regardless of a greater potential under ideal circumstances.
marching to the beat of my own crayons 
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