Apr 23, 2019

. . .The years rolled slowly past . . . I found myself alone

THIS WAS HOW MY LIFE WAS SHAPING

  • Fell into youth work
  • Worked for Polish survivor of `concentration` camp
  • Was from a large family
  • sporting interest and pedigree
  • love of soul music and part time DJ
  • Faith growing
  • Professional moved into Urban youth work on outer estates of` city one letter from Hell`.
  • Onto Grimsby and east marsh
  • More outreach
  • Gaining credibility ,Further qualification

Felt like was moving fast, perhaps l was unsure know making some mistakes,
should l have worked harder on relationships.
Learning so much....fun hard difficult testing stuff discovering new ideas...faith was being skilled in tough environment.




Against the wind
We were runnin against the wind
We were young and strong we were runnin against the wind
 . . .The years rolled slowly past
 . . . I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
Found myself further and further from my home.. .
 I Guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was livin to run and runnin to live
Never worried about payin or even how much I owe . . . .

 . . .The years rolled slowly past
 . . . I found myself alone . . .But had this sense of mission ,doing God`s will , needed,vital spark to . . who l am.
What life is about. . . being away and anti social hours ,that the course of events.

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"