Old Times Not

In the clearing stands a boxer,
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still remains ... Simon & Garfunkel

Every time I hear these words it reminds me of an old TNT male sitting on his chain spot with the sun filtering down on him. Gone many years - I wish I were there sitting in my lawn chair next to him, drinking a beer. Sharing some deer jerky and memories.
Olddog

Times are tough right now.

 

Good song....

 

Olddog you have a great way of sharing your thoughts I always try and make time to read your post you should be commended sir.