oday, I am rushed. Today, I am late. Today, I leave you with a found poem, that is, a description from a Finnish Web site found by a friend when doing a site search on my last name. Please to enjoy. We call this poem "The Hepola Youth Club"

"The rooms of the Hepola Youth club breathe youth and relaxed
feeling.

In the club room, there is nice to assemble to discuss,
to read papers, to listen to the music, to play billiards, a tabletennis
or computer games.

At the Hepola Youth Club there is a tiny kitchen."