The stars above
His glory doproclaim.
The little dewdrop in the grass
Does very much the same.
A Dewdrop
 
 
 
 
The Lives of great men all remind us,
and this lesson we should learn;
that like them, not leave behind us,
Letters which had best been burnt.
 
   
 
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I was born in Aachen, Germany, November 21, 1935 the 7th child and 6th son of a roof maker of less then moderate income.

Wind beneath my Wings
My father was nothing like those men in the books who captivated my heart, my allegiance and love..

 
 
I put it up basically as my own’ attic" where I can store stuff I like and want to keep and don't mind haring with others to rummage through The coffee cup background is for the coffee addicts I slowed down drinking the stuff after a blood test when the doctor told me :
"I found some blood in your coffee . . ."