Excerpt from my journal .... July 30, 1993 ..... thoughts on a visit to my mother's in WV..........
"Was it yesterday or yesteryear that I walked this same dusty road, stopped to talk to these same familiar faces? Have they grown or have I? Someone once said, "The more things change, the more things stay the same." How true that is. We've grown, we've moved on, started new lives and made families of our own. Yet we can come back day after day and year after year to find the same rusty car in the same ramshackle shack as it's been for generations past and will be for generations to come. I guess this proves that life does go on."
