A lot of water has gone under the bridge. Kadizzle got updates on so many of the people he grew up with. A lot of them flamed out. We were children of the 60's. Alcohol, and drugs took some serious tolls. It was like shooting a shotgun. Some of the pellets hit something others just go up in the air and gravity brings them back down. When is all over gravity gets us all.
Names came up in our two day marathon conversation and with those names came memories and events Kadizzle had in the basement of his mind. John spent his life in the import business, buying and selling jewelry, cloths and whatever worked. For two days stories got swapped, and lives got updated.
For better or worse the time for reflection has come. Life is a long journey, down a long road. At some point you pull out the map and look back at where you have been. Those early years and the realization that each of us took a different road make for a good review. What did you see on your road, what bumps did you hit, was your ride and exciting ride, a pleasant ride, and would you take that ride again. Often Kadizzle reflects on the fact he is in the last quarter. The game will be over someday. There are no winners. Each of us are just adventurers. Some sit and stare at a tube, some climb the mountain, some buzz the world.
Kadizzle always thinks of the Fulton Carnival. You got five bucks, you go to the carnival, and you have to make a big decision. Which rides will you take, which games will you play, will you take the same ride twice? That is life, we all got tickets. When you look back did you use your tickets well or did you piss them all away on the first game you came to? As our teeth fall out beside our hair it is time to answer these questions.
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