Supper on the Range

Supper tonight--a bison burger, fries, and pints of Scottish Ale. In a way almost a sacrilege considering the continuing horrors of this world. Tonight in the pub with dear Frances and the next-door-neighbors, surrounded by happy people, eating, drinking, talking. Yet, in someway, hanging over us is the thought that life is not fair. Nor should life be fair. Then the thoughts about why? Why is one group blessed and happy and another group suffering and unhappy.

Keep smilin' and try to enjoy the burger (he says with a strange smile)