When I was a little guy, ten years old, standing around somewhere near the corner of Kearly and 8th Ave down in Lake Haven Estates, Sebring, FL I told my friends I was not going to grow up until I was forty years old. Now that I am at that point I have to ask myself, did I do it?
For what a 10 year old mind perceives a grown-up to be I would have to say no, I did not. However, this wasn’t your ten your old mind, or some Platonic archetype of the child mind, it was uniquely my own and although I may not have known the words at the time, perhaps this is what I pictured?
Who can say, that little kid had a lot going on. I just hope I haven’t let him down.