Monday, February 2, 2009

Angels

George Bailey, I have angels too. Not quite as old as Clarence. Younger than I. Smarter, too. Role models. Trying to put one through college. Fold clothes for her brother and take him bowling during the 'buck-a-game' special on Sunday mornings.

I'm probably more like Clarence, well intentioned, but still trying to earn my wings. Maybe got one more chance, so best not screw up this time! It's like the week at work, where Friday I always try to end on a good note. At my age, it's just about Friday.

We still may have a summer or two before home and grandkids are a plane-ride away. Time's a wastin'! Gotta do that melodrama, all three of us. Love the stage! Gave up drinkin' and smokin' so my voice would stop croakin' and by Golly, it's strong as ever! I'll leave the dance numbers to you two...

Feeling pretty upbeat about 2009. Seems to have purpose that's been missing for some time.

Maybe I'll even get my wings.

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