The Schoolie: Observations on Life through the Window of a School Bus

My thoughts drifted back to a time long ago, my childhood and Camelot, and I began to write:

"That gleaming dream built on honor, faith, and the fragile thread of loyalty. Were families, like kingdoms, born with noble intentions—hearts set on righteousness—only to be undone by the slow, relentless siege of betrayal, weakness, and time? Was this the fate of all empires built on love—that they echo King Arthur's court, shining for a moment, then crumbling under the weight of being human?

If so...