A man comes to a new town and ask a local, “How are the folks around here?”. The local reply’s, “Well, how were the folk where you came from?”. The man says, “They were a bunch of liars, and thieves.” The local says “well I suppose you will find the same kind of people here.” The man rides off into the thick fog until he can no longer be seen. Then a Woman comes to the town ask the local what kind of folks live around here. The local man reply’s well what kind of folks lived where you came from. The woman replied hard working, family folks. The man reply’s well I suppose you will find the same type folks around here…. Moral of this story, we make our lives what they are. Are life reflects what we are looking for. Desire what you wish to be around and that will in return start to become reality. Strong World