Dear Albert,  you are right but the truth is that I begin by identifying what I CAN'T.  This I have practised all my life---I was so poor in sports--I tried but nature never gave me any talent in this regard.

So, I escaped into books, reading mainly poetry. While my peers were having such great fun at the field, I was sitting under a shade, reading.  I was lonely but not sad. Nature determines my core being but I am not trapped as I have great curiosity---I taught myself to play the violin (you did better!), to sing tenor and in my winter-years, to compose light melodies.  

The I CAN is so much less than I CAN'T but I have been somewhat happy with my I CAN'T.



I remain

yours in perpetual admiration

Peter Can't