A believer. In the goodness of life.

If I’m down and out. Grieving. Lamenting. Despairing. No reason to panic. After all, I’m always saved. By my spirit. My gut. My self-confidence. That’s the way it’s been. For 80 years. That’s the wonderful part about life. There’s a path. To something better. A blessing. That’s the way I perceive it. As an optimist. A Pollyanna. Perhaps it's an indomitable spirit. That I've been cultivating. Yes, I'm a believer. In the goodness of life. --Jim Broede