[Mad Dawg]

"I grow old I grow old
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled."

My parents had thrown me out of the house. I was sleeping in a bed roll high in the hills of Berkeley, and coming down the hills to make my communion at the Episcopal Church which had a daily celebration.

Now my parents have passed and I have a child older than I was then. And it was never in any of our plans that I would be arguing belligerently for the RCC point of view anywhere.

Moral of story: Make your plans, but hedge your bets, except where Jesus is concerned. There go for broke.

[Forest Keeper]

I was sleeping in a bed roll high in the hills of Berkeley, and coming down the hills to make my communion at the Episcopal Church which had a daily celebration.

Ah, the smell of burning draft cards in the morning. :) You must have seen quite a few interesting things around there in those days.

Moral of story: Make your plans, but hedge your bets, except where Jesus is concerned. There go for broke.

Sounds like pretty good advice.