Do you remember when you were in school and there was always one rude, loudmouthed boy at the back of the class shouting out, throwing pieces of pink erasers, flying paper airplanes, flinging elastic bands and generally creating chaos? He was usually older than the rest of the class, having “failed” a few… Read More Swimming With My Clothes On
My father was 59 years old when he was given the “Golden Handshake” from his executive position as a General Manager of a drug wholesale company. He was an accountant by trade and worked very hard climbing the corporate ladder. He was well liked but became “old school” when computers were introduced and he was… Read More Being 59
This is just exceptionally beautiful art. I’ve never seen this before.