Case-A-Day

Yes JC I remember him well, along with many others. We were truly a class of characters. Sometimes I wonder what happened to them all.

“A thousand stories were carried out there. The crossroads for countless souls who sought solace if the quiet of the stream and the fellowship of those dedicated to the same destiny. Each one leaving a tiny bit of themselves forever etched on the character of the other. All taking and giving in equal amount. Then, almost as it started, it dissolved and was nevermore to exist, only remaining a small spark in the memories of the few remaining. Each to choose a divergent path and follow the breeze it whispered. And we all did.”

Well said my friend, well said.

The Chronicler