Old song I used to hear on Mrs. O'Connell's victrola back in 1972. Ah memories. She belonged to our church and my father had a penchant for teaching all eight of us the importance of respecting our elders and helping the needy in the neighborhood. It was a simpler time when life seemed carefree and nothing hurt. ;)
It has been awhile since I posted, so thought I'd type a few words. A quick glance on the site seems to reveal what I'd hoped for: that most here are status quo or doing better.