Thanks to all of you who read the Golden Pond forays. I have enjoyed writing them. But, alas, there comes a time [ apologies to Neil Young ] when all things must pass. [ apologies are in order to George Harrison, the quiet member of the fab-4, who did quite nicely "in his own write-" apologies to John Lennon, circa 1965. ]
Even tho I have a wealth of trivia stored in my somewhat demented mind, the Pond has yet to gain a following. So what's the point? There is little need for a conservative blogger in these times of bush-bashing and political correctness.
And with a hearty and one last,
Farewell and adieu, v.c.
P.S. A bidding farewell would not be complete without a postscript. And "for your eyes only" [ a final apology to Ian Fleming or was it Cubby Broccoli? ] may all your dreams be in synchronicity.
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