Wednesday, November 30, 2016

A Few Thoughts From my Facebook Page

How many remember the simple joys of growing up in Ellicott City? 

Little did we know in our impoverished early days how rich our lives would become, tempered like hot steel on an anvil, made strong as the surrounding granite, with our roots and tendrils like the wild honeysuckle that grows locally, so intertwined with memories of people and events.

1 comment:

  1. Artist and poet. While I didn't grow up in Ellicott City, it is my hearts hometown.