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“The morning opens, a mist of innocence appears across the countryside that tells each one of us the day is new. That feeling of hope, love and the humble awareness of our duty becomes clear if even for a moment. It is that experience of inspiration that follows us into a small town woken by a cool frost on this Sunday morning and the laughter of children playing.”
― Norma Jean's Sun: True Story
― Norma Jean's Sun: True Story
“Never in our silent moments of illusion do we sense the dark parallel that lives next to us. Nor do we suspect the carrier.”
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“Mischievous Community of Snowbirds”
― Florida Retirement Is Murder
― Florida Retirement Is Murder
“Group of Decidedly Un-Serious People”
― Florida Retirement Is Murder
― Florida Retirement Is Murder
“Wake Up, Earl!™”
― Florida Retirement Is Murder
― Florida Retirement Is Murder
“Are ya havin' a Heart Attack, a Stroke - Do Ya Smell Toast”
― Florida Retirement Is Murder
― Florida Retirement Is Murder
“I recount as this journey begins where I rest to gather the tale from this
same old house resting on the hill, leaving me a view of a carnival once seen from just across the tracks. My pallet is dry now. The colors I see no more. The rain has washed away many of the signs that once stood for a prosper
home and family. My grave is waiting. The dreams once filled my head with
images of world unison, hope and companionship for all. The saga spoken
through my canvas drew darker as the years went on to the bitter cold nights.
All that comes to me now are glimpses of faces that graced my soul.”
― Norma Jean's Sun: True Story
same old house resting on the hill, leaving me a view of a carnival once seen from just across the tracks. My pallet is dry now. The colors I see no more. The rain has washed away many of the signs that once stood for a prosper
home and family. My grave is waiting. The dreams once filled my head with
images of world unison, hope and companionship for all. The saga spoken
through my canvas drew darker as the years went on to the bitter cold nights.
All that comes to me now are glimpses of faces that graced my soul.”
― Norma Jean's Sun: True Story






