Still following dreams.

Soon now I’ll leave Rochester, New York for the second time in fifty-eight years to follow, again, a dream. The first time it was “the Navy” but really, just to get away on my own and this time it’s Florida, to be warm and sell my paintings.

I wish I could say an easy goodbye to Rochester, all that’s there and all those that are there, but as usual it can’t be.

Maybe everything that’s good for you to do is hard. I sure know that’s the way it’s been for me.

Judy and the girls are close and her “side” of our family has become mine and as we go I know I’ll never be back to the place where I was born, where I worked and had children and lived in my hometown. They were the best and the worst of times.

I know I’ll see my brother again in Florida, for a visit I hope, and I’ll miss the others and wonder why one love is so much harder than another.

Wip (February 29^th, my Fathers Mothers birthday).