This feels as though it was dictated by an infinitely more erudite adventurer than Ulysses ever was.. forget the cyclops, Bunny Town lives, and Circe never taught dance, or anything as useful. What a life you’ve lead, and with a discography I also got this old listening to.
So welcome to where I’ve been hiding, and reading, and discovering so much.
I’m so glad my granddaughter created an instagram page for me where I found you, and those compelling firefighters you photograph. I’ll see you there too.
You had to firetruck visit the crematorium! Damn!
I just posted in a note, a short video of the “crematory fire” seen on instagram’s @abqonscene .
I am much honored that you took the time to read and comment on this ever-so-long post.
First time reading you. These are three sentences I was truly struck with, and let you know that here:
I knew that I knew death had come for me and missed.
I was born very blue and premature and have always been a bit ahead of the times since.
Just as seasons change, maybe there is hope waiting somewhere.
I appreciate you.
Thank you for reading!
How have we fit so much in to nearly 4 decades together? Thank you for every moment so far and for every one yet to be! Love you!
Hey old brother. I love and miss you both madly and will come a-knockin' on your door.
This feels as though it was dictated by an infinitely more erudite adventurer than Ulysses ever was.. forget the cyclops, Bunny Town lives, and Circe never taught dance, or anything as useful. What a life you’ve lead, and with a discography I also got this old listening to.
So welcome to where I’ve been hiding, and reading, and discovering so much.
I’m so glad my granddaughter created an instagram page for me where I found you, and those compelling firefighters you photograph. I’ll see you there too.
Thank you, Patris , for your much needed and appreciated support.
Jeff! You’re here!