<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Wading on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/wading/</link><description>Recent content in Wading on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/wading/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Rbrbill's Last Solo</title><link>/stories/2014/04/09/rbrbills-last-solo/</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/04/09/rbrbills-last-solo/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I have reached the point in life when I am really alone. There is a sadness as I consider my future. I am still pretty healthy, though I do require a fair amount of meds to remain that way. My family is gone. I look forward to visiting my son in Washington but even his kids are no longer kids. Maybe I will have a chance to see and hold a Great Grandchild in about ten years but until then not much is happening.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>