You know, I used to be very much opposed to mood-altering prescription drugs - valium, thorazine, etc. - because I felt that they were over-prescribed to "solve" problems, when it seemed to me that they only masked the problems and never really solved anything. And yet today, it seems like if you aren't on meds, then there's something wrong with you. I've seen them help people cope with daily living, and I've seen them become just one more thing the person has a dependency for, so I'm not so sure what I think anymore. There are times when I wish things were more black and white, instead of so many shades of grey. You know, grey's my favorite color....
Like a bad penny.... We used to scuba dive as our hobby, a hobby which eventually led to the procurement/construction of a small dive trailer to haul four sets of gear and four cylinders. It was a simple but elegant design - a box on a single axle frame, with the beginnings of a mural painted on both sides, and dive flags at either end. The kids had helped paint it, with Stephen taking special pains with the sharks. When we moved to Nashville, we sold it. We didn't dive as often, and we had no place to store it. Nearly ten years have passed since that October in '99 when we came up here, and I hadn't thought much about the trailer. I thought I had seen it the last time we went to Greenfield, but I wasn't sure. Then Saturday my mother-in-law called to say the neighbor across the street had our trailer for sale. The neighbor was asking a certain price, and we offered a little less. She called back later to say it was ours for the picking up. Sunday we made the trip to fet...
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