Today is the beginning or year 54 of my life,, this becomes important to me only because memory from my past, a belief of what will be. has passed. At about the age of 16, I determined that by age 53 I would be living in a half way house. A house for the mentally slow, the infermed, the old, the mentally incapacitated. When I was growing up, there was such a house at 59th ave and Northern in Phx, On The south west corner of 59th, facing east. How I knewmy life would end there is beond me now, but the thought has weighed heavily for many years. So now that I have reached the age beond that premonition, I feel reborn.
I write this to myself as a reminder of the joy I feel turning 54.
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