When we were in our late teens we were a core group of friends, always together and loved each other like brothers. We'd work out constantly, running, going to the gym. Anyway on the weekends we'd often end up at someone's parent's home and were treated to a huge meal.
I recall one day my friend's Mom, a hard working imigrant from Eastern Europe, a lovely and bright soul reviewed us with those caring and knowledgeable eyes. With a heavily accented and compassionate tone she informed us that were we to continue on this path we would surely become "strong like bull....smart like streetcar"
I can still hear her voice from so very many years ago.
I recall one day my friend's Mom, a hard working imigrant from Eastern Europe, a lovely and bright soul reviewed us with those caring and knowledgeable eyes. With a heavily accented and compassionate tone she informed us that were we to continue on this path we would surely become "strong like bull....smart like streetcar"
I can still hear her voice from so very many years ago.