Is the pass better then now?? How many of you think back in the pass and see it better?

It always seem strange that When we are troubled, we tend to look back into the pass. Why do we do that? Maybe We hope to find a happier time or is it escape? Maybe, the pass seem always better and happier then now. We know back then, the same problems was as today. The moments of the pass seem so much better and the days seem easer. Isn't funny how the grass seem greener and the day brighter then now!!  I wonder if anyone sees it this way? I use to try to find some people that I knew back then and get back in contact with them. But, I never seem to work out.  Here is one of my old grammer school I went to. The place hasn't change all that much!!!     http://www.north-haven.k12.ct.us/greenacres/" title="http://www.north-haven.k12.ct.us/greenacres/" target="_blank"http://www.north-haven.k12.ct...        & nbsp;Even thou, I moved a lot as a kid. I sat and counted all the places I've lived,  and it came up to 38 times and counting!

Well other then that not to much going on right now. Today I sent the whole day doing Lundy and cleaning the house. Right now the Workshop is very cold down there in the basement and not able to work down there. We had more snow last night and the night before. We are sure getting a winter this year!!! any one out there remember the storm of 1978?? But now I don’t go to school, and pray and listen for school to be canceled! I hope to work on my painting tomorrow now I got the rest of my work done, and work on that program, that I been working on.

Here are some lyerics oldie but goodie!

PAINT IT, BLACK   Rolling Stones 67'

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm...

I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!