…A Old Hippie From The 1960's and 1970's

: …My Peter Pan Man…My friend grew up before he should have had to. At the age of 4 he and his baby sister lost their mother. He's a true Gentle Man and a Poet too. He writes some of the most amazing poems I've ever read. His wish he would love to see his words so wise and true become a book. He gives his time feeding the homeless and planting flowers to Honor his last mother and his baby sister ( Irene ) so now it's just him. Thank You my friend for taking the time to feed the homeless so many people they just turn away from the ones in need. Those that do that should just think ( I wander now I would feel if that were me down and out like them ) I'm Honored to Call James My Best Friend…He's losing the house he's lived in for a long time. He has to be out right after New Years…what a way to start a New Year right…Gods watched over You since the age of 4…He'll make something wonderful happen for You. It's the season of Miracles James…don't You ever forget that…I Love You, Mitzi...