Man cannot live by chicken fried steak alone.

There are many sobering events in life and one of them is giving up the food you love so much because of a silly little old thing like bypass surgery.

All of us are death bound of course, but some of us seem to ride a faster train.  Many of the most charmed laden individuals appear to luxiate lfe in a fashion as to draw me to them like a moth to the ragged flame of friendship and love.

The most important and charasmatic people in my life have prematurely gone to Jesus. The list begins with a younger brother  who drown when I was five and he was three, it continues with Miss Amarillo 1969, by friend Bill who was killed in Nam, and both my parents.

All of them visited me bedside recently.

I don’t remember why.  Maybe it was the dead telling the living its alright.

They say the truth can set you free. It can also break your heart.  For in the sky of every friendship, relationship or loved one, are little thickets of loss falling like confetti from the stars. You never see them at first. You only feel it after they are gone.