When (if) I am 97 years old, I want to paint and listen to jazz and buy a new iPhone and Google.
When (if) I am 97 years old, I want to laugh and tell stories and love life.
I want to be Al. Check out this video. He was a joy to meet.
Between Land and Sky
Poems, Photos and Ramblings by Julia Meylor
Between Land and Sky 
Pingback: Paying my respects | Between Land and Sky