... I was five years when I had to start school ... Daddy got me up at three in the morning ... we had coffee and then I started walking ... twenty miles to the busstop ... twenty more miles to school ... school all day ... bus back to the drop off ... twenty miles walk to the house ... and Dad comes out and says "Son, how was your first day of school?"

I said, "SHIT ... it was a   l o n g    time between cigarrettes!"

(an olde Finnish folk tale) CHEERS, Bob(deckman)Nelson