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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=439994" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Not In The Next Few Chapters</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember how 'old' people seemed, <br>When they were in their twenties.<br>And I was then a child...<br>With a wish to be a teenager.<br>And I remember walking on my toes, <br>Wanting to be taller than I was.<br>Or at least keep up with my father, <br>Whenever he walked to the neighborhood store.<br>And I'd walk behind him, <br>Thinking he was a giant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when I then became thirteen, <br>And my sister Mimmie was still eleven...<br>I got very bossy.<br>We were both 'latchkey' kids and...<br>Well, <br>I was grown...<br>I thought.<br>And I made sure she did things around our apartment, <br>I just was too 'grown' to do.<br>Like sweep the floors while I looked at TV.<br>She hated me.<br>I didn't care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember being eighteen and being called a 'rainbow', <br>As the rest of the enlisted boy/men stood at attention...<br>After arriving at Lackland Air Force Base, <br>In San Antonio, Texas.<br>We were called 'rainbow' <br>Because we were still in our 'civilian' clothes...<br>And instantly demeaned.<br>That was their way of making sure we understood, <br>We were in the military and mom and daddy weren't around.<br>We were guaranteed to be made full fledged men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thirty came in a hurry.<br>And I had already been divorced and remarried.<br>And that was in 1977.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't know 'why' I didn't like my 40's! <br>Maybe because they came and went too quickly.<br>And I was 'still' passing for the age of twenty-five.<br>That didn't last too long.<br>In 1987 I got a phone call from my mother, <br>Telling me my dad was ill and she was concerned.<br>So as the eldest and only son, <br>I thought I would leave San Antonio, Texas...<br>Where I made my home then, <br>And make a quick weekend trip back to Hartford, Connecticut.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well...<br>One very long weekend later, <br>It is now close to 2011.<br>My 40's and 50's were a blur.<br>And today at 63...<br>With both my parents deceased, <br>I am just NOW able to say, <br>I can enjoy every moment of my life consciously.<br>And feeling a whole lot younger than I look.<br>I know this may sound crazy, but...<br>I've got to relive something that I've missed, <br>Between my 40's and 50's I can remember...<br>Other than my parents passing away, <br>And my getting a divorce.<br>That was number two.<br>And...<br>With God's blessing, <br>I 'hope' not to do a number three.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not in the next 'few' chapters I hope to write!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q>
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When they were in their twenties.
And I was then a child...
With a wish to be a teenager.
And I remember walking on my toes, 
Wanting to be taller than I was.
Or at least keep up with my father, 
Whenever he wa..."></div>
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