The gray hairs seem to accumulate but the memories continue to be there. Like some weathered book whose pages certainly aren’t highlighted. We can’t walk as fast, move as fast, run as fast, but we can still dream and think of those times called yesteryear. It good to look back and in our minds we make those times seem invincible. But in the mist of this movie we fail to notice the plot. A plot that we can take with us the rest of our lives. If we’re smart we will learn God’s lesson and apply it for the time that we still have in this life. That’s the message to our music. Yeah those were the times!