By Austin P. Torney
Copyright 2012 Austin P. Torney
Chapter 1: Young Again
I am home, back where I began.
If, by our late middle age we begin to really live, although by then it’s almost too late, then it’s because our prior life was but a preparation:
In our forties, there may have been more work than play as we solidified our careers and guided our children on. Our twenties had demanded of us the unsettling stresses of graduating college, finding a job, wooing a mate, and buying a home. In our teens, although the hormones were flowing wildly, we were oft thwarted by the cell walls of study, curfew, and sexual responsibility. Only as children were we almost free, but even then the shadow of authority everywhere passed as a dark cloud.