Dear Mary: We all knew you had it in you.

Scratch a lover, and find a foe.

But I don't give up; I forget why not.

When I was young and bold and strong, The right was right, the wrong was wrong. With plume on high and flag unfurled, I rode away to right the world. But now I’m old - and good and bad, Are woven in a crazy plaid. I sit and say the world is so, And wise is s/he who lets it go.

Eternity is a ham and two people.

Dear Mary: We all knew you had it in you.

I hate writing, I love having written.