As we are getting older, and this is just
as true of those of our parents and grandparents,
we lose people...
Our headlines read of the passing of the likes of
Patty Duke... and others.. that we spent our
childhood or young adult life with..
It is like a piece of us dies with them.. A piece of
our childhood. Singers we sang in our cars with
or saw on American Bandstand. And some times
those people's deaths come in 3. And it seems
like our childhood times are cracking apart.
But life marches on until the next piece falls off.