Okay. Once upon a time I was amusing and such on the blog. When did this thing turn into my venting place? I dunno....
It is is time.
It is time for the Smile of Happiness
to rise up from the ashes and shine forth like never before.
1:22 shows where I get my mad skillz
Fighter Pilot during WWII, founder of American Indian Services, recipient of the Day of '47 Health Education & Humanitarian Assistance Award, and most important to me, he is my grandfather. I doubt there is anywhere he could go in the nation without knowing somebody or being known by somebody.