First off… Great Job Mr. Myers I am very proud of you. Also check your email yo.

Another quiet day here in the mountains. We did get some nasty rain last night but it was 45 deg. when I got up this morning so thankfully it did not freeze. Had lunch with the big guy yesterday at trappers, one of the three restaurants around here. Yummy meatloaf with baked potato, and veggies. Good stuff, not as good as my Moms but not bad. Had a nice conversation but didn’t really discuss anything important, just the usually BS. I will be working the GED this weekend so I will be spending Friday night at the fam’s, and no drinks. But I will try to call some of you, you know who you are. Well have a great weekend if I do not talk to you before hand. Be safe.

I may have posted this one before but I could not find it. Either way enjoy.

The taste of pure salt on my tongue

Not the water from deep oceans
not from the pretzel purchased
salt of tears, forgotten years

They flow revealing memories
of warm bodies lying without
cloth, light; without restrictions
without fear

You called my name miles from home
yet my heart ached.
your call was in vain, your soul was in pain
mine was doused in Novocain