Llove Letters

I remember those songs we used to sing – “I am a poor wayfaring stranger, traveling through this world below. . .” and “This world is not my home, I’m just ‘a passing through, my home is way up there somewhere beyond the blue. . .”, etc. I didn’t realize that could have some impact on my “frequent” contacts with the Police (I got stopped a year or two ago for speeding – 58 mph in a 55mph zone – the good officer advised me the DPS does not allow tolerance in relationship to highway speeds. I still have the “warning” ticket). If only I had known I could claim…