I told my kids stuff for free for years. No charge. But they've no time for me now. Too busy. Can't spare my back and load some stuff for the dump. It's still up to me.

They might live 20 minutes away, seems like days away.

But if they need to borrow the car, a tool, the big dryer, my pickup, or whatever, consider that a given.

Still a one way street.

For 27 years now Mom and Dad are here for Sunday supper. And I run Birthdays, Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving...bbq's.

ONCE, 3 years ago, Father's Day was not me and my Dad, with my kids here, it was at my Son's. And I framed the pictures.

There is a song about this right?

Free Advice.

I'm off to play the blues and black coffee, love for sale, etc. Need to feel morose. The weather helps. Gray for months, wet, rainy, sad and dreary.

I worked as a consultant for many years. In that business I made good money. Never did in music though. The best were piano playing gigs at the holiday inn on a busy weekend. Sometimes Wednesdays were best. Travelling guys, 1/2 way through a week away, sad, drunk, and willing to share a dime.

Right brother? Share a dime.

John Conley
Musica est vita