The day after tomorrow will be November. Tried to think of things that happened to me in November, in Cedar Vale.
School had been in session for a couple of months. I remember being "sent" to school, my picture being taken of me in my new jeans, rolled up at the cuff, and looking like I had no idea of what was to become! I can not believe I was ever that young! I do remember hearing the cicadas singing their songs and knowing that school was not far along. Seems like I had a geography book...before school even started, and to tell you the truth, I have been trying to find myself ever since!
Looking back, as I often do, I wish I had added strength to all that was presented to me. As Brando once said, "I could have been a contender!" Well, Cedar Vale gave me the chance to be a "contender!" I often failed. Once in a while, I won the round. Just wish I could stir up that recipe that Cedar Vale gave me and come up with a menu that would nourish those who have had their pictures taken on their "first day of school," and know that you, my dear friend, have all of the world before you, but never forget the world from whence you came!
The day after tomorrow will be November! May it be the beginning of the best days of your life! In the meantime, say, at 10:00 p.m. at night, say a prayer of thanks to Cedar Vale, its beginning ....... that will never end.................