26 years ago, I was riding on a Greyhound bus that originated in San Antonio, Texas. At three in the afternoon, the bus started to drive through San Jose, California. It was a sunny and warm afternoon. I had less than $200 dollars in cash and a few meager personal possessions. I was 48 years of age. I was going to start my life over, I'm amazed that I made it to 26 years in the San Francisco Bay area. It has been hard times and hard work. It has been wonderful moments of triumph and happiness. The time passed so fast!
Life takes us in many strange directions and wonderful discoveries. It never turns out the way we thought it would.
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