Mixed thoughts as I spend my first Spring Break 2017 day with a physical and a doctor's appointment. There are good thoughts, as I recall that 44 years ago I randomly selected Florida as my only Spring Break escape, in 1973, and found my life's mate.
Yesterday, from my school bus driver's seat, I hear two stories that gave me pause. One, a young man from a split marriage, being told by his distant mother to pack his PASSPORT. The other story coming from the sad side on the aisle, where two youngster's were not looking forward to the long break due to the volatility at home.
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