Twelve Visions World

I grew up in a very small town with a population of about three to four hundred. Very nice, now that I’m fifty five. It wasn’t so glamorous as a youngster. Although I go back there at least twice a year. I remember all the stuff we had to do before school and after. You know; we had animals and other things my Mother and father needed help with. Now when I think of how we lived life, I have a great respect for the ones who have passed before me. It was so