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It Is One Of The Enjoyments Of Retirement That You Are Able To Drift Through The Day At Your Own Pace, Easy In The Knowledge That You Have Put Hard Work And Achievement Behind You.

The Fantasy Never Got Beyond That—i Didn’t Let It—and Though The Tears Rolled Down My Face, I Wasn’t Sobbing Or Out Of Control. I Just Waited A Bit, Then Turned Back To The Car, To Drive Off To Wherever It Was I Was Supposed To Be.

I Can't Even Say I Made My Own Mistakes. Really - One Has To Ask Oneself - What Dignity Is There In That?

My Donors Have Always Tended To Do Much Better Than Expected.

If You Look At My Last Songs And First Short Stories, There Is A Real Connection Between Them.