I had a day.
I squandered it.
I let it slip away
on this and that,
and nothing-much;
on baubles, trifles, play.
Retirement.
I squandered it.
I let it slip away.
Apologies to Jo Lightfoot
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A Retired U-2 Pilot Becomes an Innkeeper
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