When I was mere lad, I had the good fortune to have a friend whose family owned a summer home on Hogpen Creek off of Middle River.
The friend and I lost touch with each other until recently, if you can call a three thousand mile separation "touch."
One recent Sunday I was driving home to Baltimore from Ocean City, Maryland when I saw something that reminded me of all those great summer days of long ago. The sign said, "Hog Pen Park."
Many miles now separate me from dear friends and dips in those waters.
Life is: Simple. Complicated. Perspective. Thought. Ride. Safe. Shoot. Straight. Cast. About. Look; think; eyes up; follow the target; pull the trigger; set the hook. See. Do. Life is . . .
Incognito?
Would you buy snake oil from him?
Please, Sir. Could I have some more?
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1 comment:
Glad you were able to reconnect, despite the distance in time and space.
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