Am I having second thoughts? Yes and no. Yes because I know I will miss someone, someone who will think like I think. Which means they will think I don't want them reading my journal. Which could not be further from the truth.
The truth is that the subjects I have burning in me right now involve other people and I am not certain that it is an ethical thing to do. Which is, airing the laundry of others while washing mine.
I love to write. My mother has been hearing from friends far and near since Dad's passing. One of these long ago friends, our next door neighbor in the "old neighborhood" sent her a copy of the KILMER NEWS which I wrote in 1962, and no doubt, tried selling door to door and they were my only customers (because they are/were the dearest people).
If my scanner weren't broken I would scan the front page for y'all. Here is the lead story...
"Dogie S. Mashed his finger on car door.
Dougie was playing in his fathers car. He tried to close the door, but he had his finger in the door. He had a broken finger one second later. He went to the doc he said that it would heal all by it's self."
I was so cute. And see how tough us kids were way back then!
With all that being said, I am going to tiptoe around everything and just plunge right in and hope for the best, which is I hurt no feelings anywhere. Anyway, it is generally through my blogspot blog that I am tracked down. (that can be some scary memories, people.)