the 60s. That's right. Next Wednesday I turn 70 dang years old. How did this happen? Seems like yesterday I was playing in the creek back down in the woods or playing Indian ball at the local ball field. JFK was president when I graduated from high school. Was killed a few months later. I've seen a lot but, at the same time, I haven't seen enough. God's been real good to me. I've had cancer but, as of right now, it's been beaten. I have a great wife and 2 wonderful daughters. And 2 fine SILs. "Regrets, I've had a few and, then again, too few to mention." I'm rambling. Thanks for listening.