Rhode Island

Oh my it's a homesick day.

When people ask me where I'm from I am constantly suppressing the urge to burst out into song, "Oh! I'm Rhode Island born and I'm Rhode Island bred and when I die I'll be Rhode Island dead...!!" (There have been occasions when I don't suppress the urge and actually do it. I'm met with mixed reactions; very funny!)

I also like this song by The Innocence Mission aptly called Rhode Island:

in june we're washing in the water
we are walking to the sand
In the summer of a hard year
you are swinging both our hands
in rhode island, rhode island

now we will go, gleaming into tomorrow
I am leaning, leaning into tomorrow
from rhode island, cradled on the waves

I don't want to tell you sad news
I don't want to let you down
we drive away, we don't know
what is going to happen now
from rhode island, rhode island

now we will go, gleaming into tomorrow
I am leaning, leaning into tomorrow
from rhode island, cradled on the waves

And, in case you're wondering about the photo, Lloyd and I are waving hello to Greg who is returning from some trip or other on SLEIGHRIDE. We're at Castle Hill.

Ahhh... so many, many memories!

Wow, I miss it.