Good morning, WA2K radio audience.
Reyn, I've been to Winter Park, but Orlando is not a place to which I like to travel. I didn't realize that you had kin there, however. As an aside, India forces killed that last of the gunmen, and my sister knew all about the man and his daughter that were victims.
Well, Canada, we need rain here in my little corner of the globe, but this one is for you.
Watched a new version of The Time Machine last evening and thought of this line from a short story by Hawthorne:
"Yes, friends, ye are old again," said Dr. Heidegger, "and lo! the Water of Youth is all lavished on the ground. Well--I bemoan it not; for if the fountain gushed at my very doorstep, I would not stoop to bathe my lips in it--no, though its delirium were for years instead of moments. Such is the lesson ye have taught me!"
But the doctor's four friends had taught no such lesson to themselves. They resolved forthwith to make a pilgrimage to Florida, and quaff at morning, noon, and night, from the Fountain of Youth