My Favorite Old Jacket
W. Peter Sanci Aug. 24 / 2007
Well I had a trip down memory lane today,
I looked at a picture of me and my favorite old
jacket,
It immediately took me back in time to when I was much younger, and I smiled right away.
When I saw how much younger I looked I nearly
blew a gasket.
My hair was much longer, I looked a lot healthier, and of course much, much younger.
So just for fun I got out a couple of more scrap
books, and the three of us counted how many times I wore that old jacket, I looked like a biker.
I had a good time today going down memory lane.
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