tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381849178428783295.post7888808837278926032..comments2018-07-31T08:08:21.880-07:00Comments on life, love, and pixie dust: Spunk and Sass and All the Cleavage I Damn Well Pleasetammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02804112496098704900noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381849178428783295.post-53659810564680771932014-09-08T13:14:10.985-07:002014-09-08T13:14:10.985-07:00Thank you, Toby, for the feedback. And the complim...Thank you, Toby, for the feedback. And the compliment. tammiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02804112496098704900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381849178428783295.post-15766919147221266922014-09-08T09:27:19.466-07:002014-09-08T09:27:19.466-07:00HI, I'm an old friend of Marty Adams. We were ...HI, I'm an old friend of Marty Adams. We were young paratroopers together in a Special Forces Unit in the 80's. Your blog is extremely well written. I empathize with your reactions to the depreciation processes. Fifty is a fabulous moment for us humans, as you say, no longer needing permission, no longer caring about others' opinions. My kids are in their 40's, so I have been free of the intense fathering period for quite a while. Ironically, though I have found that the thing that brings me the most joy is doing something for someone else with no expectations of getting anything back. <br /><br />Anyway, from a writer-in-progress to a writer-with-talent, thanks for putting your thoughts and feelings out there. Toby QuirkAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com