December 26, 2020
This is the end of a long line of sorry songs, sad stories and tearful tales. I wish it had been otherwise, but that is the way the coin tossed. I would have liked to end with joy and happiness, but sorrow is all that was pulled out of the hat and then there was nothing left. I have wrung out every ounce of what I can tell and found only pain and anguish. It is time to retire, time to stop and let silence have its way. The stories are played out and we have arrived at the end.