Posted by Hans Olsson on January 04, 1999 at 03:34:29:
In Reply to: Winter Blue (Azul Do Inverno) posted by James Hartman on January 01, 1999 at 07:13:35:
: Friends in Song:
: In 1981 you found me in Sr. Wilder's musica class you came. Befriending me in music befriending me in song!
: How many years have come and how many gone. (Name witheld lest you might know who I mean)
: It been half a life time since I saw you last. I have two
: pictures of you left that are fading fast. The girl from Tabute, Brasil
: A gift lost to me time. How could I have been sheltered so very blind.
: A softmore in Highland High was I at the time. You played Brasilian Guitar like
: an angel on feathered wing. You encuraged me on you made me sing. Chritmas songs in the Highschool cafe line! When I ran you
: came brought me back again. You were the music that made me sing! Let every Brasilian Radio Ring.
: I share this for young hearts must never loose there song! Azul Do Inverno not knowing where you are.
: It took two years to write 1998-99 while I was here in Ladonia.
: Happy New Year my friend, my long lost song!
: Now I lay down my past. Thus, I journey on.
Here i Norge we get folks from every place. It is very common for people to up and not return or write. Infact, if they did my "Villa" would have to open the mails 24 Hours a Dag. Its all part of travels. The Dansk are the biggest violators often just walk away without notice so rooms are empty and business is just slowed. I live i Finmark area. It is DARK all day, I get Blue over how to get the door open. I am trapped inside til Tuesday.