Exactly.....my father , and many others , were WW2 heroes, B17 pilot.....he came back in 1945 weighing 90 pounds after being in POW camp for a year....

I have counted every day of my life as an extension of his because without his perseverance and sheer determination and HOPE that will be fulfilled ...there was a pretty good chance I would have never been born....

Some people want to count success as how much someone has , or how many home runs you hit ....I count how many times I get to go to bat ....we are at the plate and waiting for the pitch .......

I can wait as long as it takes as the new BOD decides to bring it home ......

bring it !!!


GLTA LONGS ....