A Bench Back In Time

The one-two punch of Santa Fe’s rarified air (7200 ft elevation) and Canyon Road shopping kicked my ass. I spied a bench, only partially occupied by an old friend from back home. Tipped my cap to this bronzed bard. He ignored me for a spell, then he leaned over and said, “It’s easier to fool people than to convince them that they’ve been fooled.” I smiled, “That’s a good one. But my favorite from you: ‘Better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than to open it and remove all doubt.‘ You said that, didn’t you?” The bronze bard sat silent.

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  1. First time I’ve ever heard of you! Can’t wait to read these wonderful books. What a dream to be able to explore like you do. I live in Missouri and know of most of these places but don’t really “know” them. Thanks to you now I will! Love stories and books like you’ve written. Thank you 😊

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