Memory Is, Of Course, A

It's Kind Of Amazing That People Will Travel Because Of A Book. I Admire That.

Like Fanning Through A Deck Of Cards, My Mind Flashes On The Thousand Chances, Trivial To Profound, That Converged To Re-create This Place. Any Arbitrary Turning Along The Way And I Would Be Elsewhere; I Would Be Different. Where Did The Expression "a Place In The Sun" First Come From? My Rational Thought Process Cling Always To The Idea Of Free Will, Random Event; My Blood, However, Streams Easily Along A Current Of Fate.

Sometimes You Have To Travel Back In Time, Skirting The Obstacles, In Order To Love Someone.

I’ll Always Marvel At The Liveliness Of Southern Speech-so Full Of Metaphor And Hyperbole, Quirks And Vividness.

Never Lose Your Childish Enthusiasm And Things Will Come Your Way.