Friday, February 8, 2013


I am feeling very much like when i was a boy and I would go down to the delicatessen and get whatever I liked. I live not far from three supermarkets Winn-Dixie, Publix and Ward's which is almost at my back door. Ward's is family owned and only open until 8 p.m. weeknights, 7 on Sunday.

Food Stamps being all I have that is maybe why I feel this way and of course the consciousness of family and my need. I am 59 now, not 13. Should they understand?

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