I was watering the Marigolds the other day, and caught this lone orange and red dude amongst the yellow ones. Reminded me of my daughter. And my mom. And me. Teachers had a tough time knowing what to do with us. Smart enough, but kinda out of step with the rest of the class. Back in the day, my buddy, Dave Okamoto, incorporated the Harry Chapin song "Flowers are Red" into a highschool spirit week skit. It about sums it up, I reckon:
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Love this! Different, true....but do you notice how the Orange and red Dude stands out?!? :) fdb
I was born in Montana, raised in Tampa, and reside in a small town in the lowcountry of South Carolina with the Lovely Lady Di, and son Tyler. Walterboro (the 'Boro) has about 5,100 residents. It's a moderately interesting place. I work in the public defender's office representing poor people charged with crimes. Some of them did it. Some of them didn't do it. Some are not very nice, a lot of them are just regular Joes with a huge plate of bad luck.
I'm a moderately interesting fellow, who has the good fortune to know or be related to some very interesting people. Is there anyone out there?
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Love this! Different, true....but do you notice how the Orange and red Dude stands out?!? :) fdb
Point taken: Sometimes it beautiful to stand out!
It does, Frandy, and it often is, Star. It's a tough row to hoe, though, sometimes.
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