Hello All,

You know, I am a very blessed man.  Back in 1985 on a warm summer night, I found myself walking hand-in-hand with a beautiful gypsy girl in Fremantle, Western Australia.  We were in love. 

I remember the warm wind and how it caused her long brown hair to swirl about and brush the side of my neck and face.  I remember how she squeezed my hand as she hurried, with me in tow, from one street-side shop to another with excitement at the prospect of what treasures may lie within them.  It was a perfect night, a night for young love and for young dreams, as well. 

At some point during that perfect Saturday night, we  Read the rest of this entry »