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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=482416" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Odyssey Of An Old Man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old man shuffled along the sidewalk on worn-out shoes.<br>Shoes once so shiny, that you could see your face in them.<br>Long ago the original owner had tossed them in a dumpster, <br>where the old man found them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How had the old man come to this? <br>It was not that long ago he was living the “American dream”.<br>He had it all…wealth, position and family.<br>But now he walked the streets aimlessly, like some phantasm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A corrupt economic system and Company down-size broke him; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">35 years of loyal service to a Company was rewarded with layoff, <br>only a few months before retirement.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wall Street criminals had already robbed the old man of his retirement.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unaffordable interest rates from an “Adjustable Rate Mortgage”, <br>made payments impossible. The bank foreclosed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unable to secure another job in his specialty field along with the harsh truth, <br>that nobody wanted to hire a man pushing 62 sealed his economic doom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The broken man took to drinking. First it was red wine and beer, <br>and eventually…anything cheap.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His wife ran away with an old high school sweetheart and moved to Florida.<br>The old man’s children had left home years before and though painful, <br>were spared the trauma of mom and dad’s divorce.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Living on the street wasn’t so bad. The burden of day to day struggle, <br>to make a living had lifted and liberated him. The dumpster behind, <br>a downtown restaurant provided meals and a nearby freeway overpass<br>provided shelter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eventually the old man saw no need to drink because the old memories, <br>and negative events had faded. This gave him more time to think and just be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes…life wasn’t bad at all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ROTMS</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ray+Lucero">Ray Lucero</a><div class=q>
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