I would like to eat a Golden Russet apple and some cider donuts in the Kickapoo River Valley of Wisconsin.

I would like to eat a "Sho Nuff" pizza in a little neighborhood pizza shop in Ohio.

I would like to walk the beaches of Oregon and hear the waves crashing on the rocky coast..and shiver in July.

I would like to spend a week in the Smithsonian with a legal pad and a sack lunch.

I would like to walk in knee-deep snow in the winter at the site of the battle of Gettysburg.

I would like to sit at the feet of an ageing Billy Graham and ask questions.

I would like to walk up the steps into a "rolling store" and savor the smell of days too fast gone.

I would like once more to be a member of the BBC Glee Club and sing "The Hallelujah Chorus".

I would like to revisit the time,the place and the feeling of seeing my first born child for the first time.

I would like to be able to tell my parents,you were smarter than I thought and now I understand what you were trying to do in my young life.

Stop it....I cry enough without your help.