Jimmy Gauntt Library

But a love like that, of course, had limits,
For time transformed the boy to rougher forms.
And Sadly, as young Love sprouted whiskers,
Realizing all that nature had in Store,
Elder lover quickly lost all interest;

And, Similar to a clever florist,
A man of means in Athens cast away

His boys before they wilted, and so set upon
The memory of blooming youth he loved the time
Before, the time before, and the time before.

ï had an uncle who just loved these kind of movies. He was a
real song and dance man himself. Now, I wouldn’t compare him
to Fred Astaire or anything, but every few Sundays we would
all go see him at the community theatre. Except Dad. He
would stay home, and work in the yard. But every year Uncle
Chet would Send me new pair of roller Skates for
Christmas, and, you know what, I think he bought himself the
same pair. Larger size, of course but the same pink sparkly
roller skates, or whatever the style was that year. He was a
real Character. Are you an uncle, Mr. Allman?