tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6901280567507595427.post4860276111865174963..comments2023-04-11T04:36:30.190-07:00Comments on whichwaydidshego: What it's really about.whichwaydidshegohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17503572447021232945noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6901280567507595427.post-53550822362197659782010-02-28T04:28:31.631-08:002010-02-28T04:28:31.631-08:00Thanks for all the kind words! I'm pleased you...Thanks for all the kind words! I'm pleased you liked the story. You can quote however you like. And, I'm flattered! Oh, and I *D0* have moxie. :Dwhichwaydidshegohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17503572447021232945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6901280567507595427.post-21166103833055808312010-02-27T09:47:17.801-08:002010-02-27T09:47:17.801-08:00You've got balls, Moxie (you've got moxie,...You've got balls, Moxie (you've got moxie, Moxie?). Even someone like myself, who's been one of those guys in the park (way back in the day), tends to steer clear of them. But you're right, everyone has a story to tell. We live in a society, that at best ignores and at worst disposes of our perceived "weak and down-trodden". In other times and cultures, the old were "elders", people who were looked up to for the wisdom they had gained through experience. Now they're just old and "in the way". Thanks for the reminder that it doesn't have to be that way.<br /><br />I'd like to quote the last paragraph of your story. Should I attribute it to Moxie or your given?Brianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929703975345714111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6901280567507595427.post-39447256211978012432010-02-26T22:43:36.569-08:002010-02-26T22:43:36.569-08:00P.S. My mum would be horrified by this story!P.S. My mum would be horrified by this story!whichwaydidshegohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17503572447021232945noreply@blogger.com