Time goes by.

Revisiting another favorite photo of mine, taken on July 9, 2004, when my little Mama and I first visited my sons here in Portland, Leland on the left, Lamont on the right. They had to get up very early that day--Leland to head for work, Lamont to meet Mama and me for breakfast before getting us to the airport for our flight home. These two are my rocks, their father's sons, one hundred percent.



See, here he is, from the mid-1960s. I didn't know him then. He was in the US Air Force.



And there he is in the middle, December, 1978, between Ronnie on the left and Lyndall on the right. We're about to begin the convoy from Kansas City, Kansas, to Jackson, Mississippi.

Thanks for indulging me. LeRoy died 32 years ago yesterday, so I decided to look through these photos again. I am blessed.

Decisions, decisions, at Portland's Overlook Park. Shall I swing or play basketball? Or do I have time to do both?

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The tree, human in its appearance
Must decide whether to swing on the left
Or to shoot on the right
Before time makes a disappearance.