Dear Beverly

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Just stopped by to say hello.

I miss you … think about you all of the time.

          Mi Amor.   You remembered me.

Always.

Your boys, I'm sorry to say, are toast.
4 1/2 back in the wild card with just eight to play. 

My boys beat them 2 to 1 last night.

           Boo Hoo.   Next year for Dodger Blue.

If it makes you feel any better Judith has been kicking my butt at cribbage the last few evenings, so I know how your boys feel.   

You know it's not about the game.
The winning and the losing.   

Moving the pegs up and down the board.   

It's about the companionship and time together.

I have been so fortunate in my life.

Have a tune for you today ... sort of sad, but it says so much

Tompall and the Glaser Brothers: All That Keeps Ya Goin'

When the princes and the peasants each look back at you the same
When a friend that you had known before can't quite recall your name
When each morning there's a cloudy sky to keep the sun from showin'
Then you know you are your own sometimes that's all that keeps ya goin'

Neath the chimneys and the rooftops of a village safe and sound
No one sees the face nor hears the feet that walk the morning ground
And the stillness of the alleys and the highways keeps a growin'
So you say you are your own and that alone will keep ya goin'

Through the dampness of the dawn now by the road you walk alone
And you think on days when you had laughed or of a love you'd known
But your head is low avoidin' thoughts of times you'll soon be knowin'
When to say you are your own ain't quite enough to keep ya goin'