I have something on my mind. Something I have done, that was not wrong but none of my business. Sometimes my jaws start flappin’ before my brain clicks into gear.
This young person walks by our house, puffing on a cigarette. I said, “Just a minute young one.” This person was somewhere between 13 and 20 years old. She was a very pretty, clean-looking person. I told her what she was doing could some day take her life, or shorten it by 10 years. She said, “I am trying to quit.” I wished her well.
What I should have said was, “I care about you, you’re pretty, you’re nice. Please don’t do this to yourself.”
I have a huge weakness for our young people. They’re great people—our skateboarders included.
We need a crosswalk for our skateboard kids, I wish our town would do that, it might keep someone more safe.
I hope all our young ones had a happy and safe Halloween night. They are a pretty precious bunch of youngsters.